He Didn’t Sweat it

Maybe she was in a hurry? Or there were a lot of things on her mind. Because during the wait, he couldn’t help but notice the white-knuckle grip she had on her bag.
A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead.
Maybe she was in a hurry? Or there were a lot of things on her mind. Because during the wait, he couldn’t help but notice the white-knuckle grip she had on her bag.
A bead of sweat trickled down her forehead.