Desperation, Male, Locked Out
Why the fuck is there so much traffic? Thomas had already been practically sitting in the same place for 10 minutes. This normally wouldn’t bother him too much, but his bladder was screaming to be emptied. His dumbass had drank nearly 3 cups of coffee without going to the bathroom once, and being the dehydrated, small-bladdered guy he was, that was definitely a mistake.He inched forward again, trying to distract himself by flipping through radio stations. But still, the pressure in his body remained.
After about 35 minutes of vibing to some random
