Full Bladder Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

Black's POV I wanted to say that I was enjoying the show, but how can I enjoy a colorless show when there's a literal light blub right next to me? The girl that smelled like disinfectants noticed I was staring at her quite intently, so she asked me if something was wrong. Thankfully, the conversation ended pretty quickly since the show started. I don't know how I would've answered her if the conversation continued. I would normally just brush it off and apologize, but my mind just blanked for some reason earlier.

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

“It’s 3 am. The store’s dead. Nobody’s buying anything but energy drinks and condoms at this hour.” I hesitated. The last time I took a break, the manager caught me dozing in the chair. Gave me a warning. One more and I’d be out. And if I’m out, there is no apartment. No prenatal clinic. Nothing. But my bladder was screaming. I hadn’t peed since 10 pm because the public restroom outside had a lock that didn’t work, and I wasn’t using the one inside until it was empty. Jamal must’ve seen the pinch in my face. His smile softened. “Go, Lia. Seriously. You’re pregnant. You can’t be holding your pee for hours. That’s how you get infections. And infections cost money you don’t have.”