Location: a dimly lit storage room within the bunker with cold metal shelves and stacked supply crates, where the faint, flickering overhead light casts harsh shadows and glints off the metallic surfaces
Position: Mya is pressed tightly against a stack of supplies, her body grinding against a man as she tilts her head back with a rising pleasure expression, her eyes fluttering and her mouth slightly open; a medium shot
Clothing: Mya is wearing a white cotton t-shirt, charcoal grey leggings, and black Nike training shoes