Quillish
January 18th, 09, 05:13 AM
James' cheeks flushed awfully, as he stood in the Incontinence aisle of the local pharmacy. Truth be told, it wasn't the local pharmacy - it was actually a pharmacy or two down from the closest one to his boarding school's campus, far enough that he'd had to take a short bus ride to get to it. Still, it was, he thought with a cringe, a necessary trip, one that he was hoping to be done with, as fast as he could.
You see, James had started up at his new school just earlier this week. It was his first time away from home, and, on his first night, he'd found that such occasions could be rough. He'd dreamt about wandering the school's hallways, desperately searching for the bathroom, until he wet himself, only to wake up to find that he'd done just that, in his bed. If his roommate hadn't been such a heavy sleeper, he would have been caught, for sure. And the same thing had happened the night after and the night after...until, this morning, he'd run out of sheets.
And, so, he was sucking it up and doing the only thing he knew would give him a leg up on the problem and possibly help him avoid humiliation - staring at shelves stocked with various brands of diapers for adults and teenagers, along with plastic pants, rubber sheets, and so on and so forth. The only problem, he found, was that he didn't know which ones he was supposed to get!
That wasn't good.
((OOC: Ideally, I'd like it if someone would post in as James' roommate and catch him, somehow, but, failing that, feel free to do whatever. :D))
You see, James had started up at his new school just earlier this week. It was his first time away from home, and, on his first night, he'd found that such occasions could be rough. He'd dreamt about wandering the school's hallways, desperately searching for the bathroom, until he wet himself, only to wake up to find that he'd done just that, in his bed. If his roommate hadn't been such a heavy sleeper, he would have been caught, for sure. And the same thing had happened the night after and the night after...until, this morning, he'd run out of sheets.
And, so, he was sucking it up and doing the only thing he knew would give him a leg up on the problem and possibly help him avoid humiliation - staring at shelves stocked with various brands of diapers for adults and teenagers, along with plastic pants, rubber sheets, and so on and so forth. The only problem, he found, was that he didn't know which ones he was supposed to get!
That wasn't good.
((OOC: Ideally, I'd like it if someone would post in as James' roommate and catch him, somehow, but, failing that, feel free to do whatever. :D))