>>2018372My 20 minutes in my Go-Go cage of icy water came to an end right at the end of second period. With a heavy "plop" my drenched socks created a puddle on the lab floor as it touched down, followed by another puddle from the other sock, and so on and so forth.
"Fuck, do we have towels? I don't think we have towels. I don't think anyone ever thought to put towels in here. No one's ever really, like, USED the chem shower before. Sucks to be you I guess. Ya got a gym uniform right?" Mr. Martin offered his sincerest condolences.
"Y-y-eah." I stammered. I wasn't aware of how cold I was until I tried to speak, my quivering chin struggling with every syllable.
"Guess you'll be in gym clothes the rest of the day" he offered. "Don't worry, if any of your teachers mess with ya for uniform standards I'll set him straight."
"G-great." I stammered. Unsure if I was being sarcastic or grateful.
"Better git goin'. Passing period's only like, ten minutes." Ass
I dried off as best I could, and began my pilgrimage to my locker.
It went about as well as could be expected. Given that it was passing period, everyone in the school was between me and my gym locker, I had nothing to cover up with, didn't even have the energy to try to cover myself, and I basically looked like a semi-clothed Rusulka skulking the halls looking for her next drowning victim.
Eventually I made it to the locker room and took a ten minute warm shower. You wouldn't think standing under more running water was what I wanted, but oh god, it was. I didn't typically take showers in the locker room, and if I did they seldom topped 30 seconds. But I stood there naked in the middle of the communal locker room showers for all of passing period and a few minutes after that. I might have stayed in there indefinitely had period 3 gym not eventually filed into the locker room.
I donned my gym clothes, and left what was left of my uniform in a sopping wad in the locker room trashcan.
Off to third period.
