Incipiency

MissPweddyface's Dimension ― It was definitely the hottest day of the year. I felt beads of sweat start to trickle down my forehead as I continued walking. I reached in my bag for my face towel but alas, it was nowhere to be found. It had betrayed me at this very crucial moment. I was running late and was going to have to face a whole class of inquisitive students and a very terrifying lecturer and I looked like a goat about to slaughtered on Christmas day. I kept questioning my logic of taking the class alone. None[...]