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Chapter 6 by nothingmaj0r nothingmaj0r

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She makes it to the bathroom.

By the very least, Taylor was being honest when she said she was going to the bathroom. It was the only place that she'd be able to have an inkling of privacy to deal with whatever this was, and even if someone was there, they'd still be a girl. He sneakers squeaked against the recently waxed floors as she turned the corner of the hallway. She felt like she was going to meltdown from the heat, especially with her hoodie on, the exercise certainly didn't help either.

Soon, she found the bathroom door and she barreled through it, nearly falling to the floor in the process. Without even waiting for the door to fully close behind her, Taylor began to shed a layer of clothing, starting with her hoodie. She pulled the loose garment over her head and tossed it onto the edge of the sink. Taylor looked herself in the mirror, her t-shirt was soaked through with sweat, exposing the outline of her bra underneath. The skin on her arms was starting to turn a light pinkish color, almost like a minor sunburn. Whatever this was, she was heating up like crazy.

Taylor looked around the relatively small bathroom with it's two total stalls, sink, and little else. It's not like many people would be coming by to use this bathroom, she could strip off a little more, just to get rid of this excess heat.

Taylor kicked off her sneakers and pulled her sweatpants down to her ankles before shakily stepping out of them, her legs showed a similar coloration, and the pants themselves were, aptly, damp with sweat. She stacked her pants on top of her hoodie before turning her attention to her soaked t-shirt. It stuck to her skin as she pulled it off, and it rolled up in an irritating way that made the material look worse, but eventually she got it off.

Taylor looked at herself in the mirror, as she stood in the girl's bathroom in nothing but her underwear and socks. Removing her clothes like this had barely alleviated the heat, but it was better than nothing. She still felt herself panting, her breasts rising and falling with every breath. She just hoped nobody would walk in to see her like this, sweaty and half naked.

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