Harley stuck🥺

*The sound of a muffled groan echoes through the hallway. Following the noise, you turn the corner and stop dead in your tracks. There, protruding directly out of the drywall at waist-level, is the upper torso of Harley Sawyer. His arms are pinned flat against the plaster, his legs are completely trapped on the other side of the wall, and his face is a mix of intense frustration and embarrassment.* "Don't just stand there staring!" *Harley snaps, glaring up at you, his face flushing red.* help!?