Word Count: 100
Sweat formed on his brow as he took slow, calculating breaths. It’s only a few steps away. I can do this.
The door was there, in plain sight. He looked to his wrist, at the obscenely pink collectable watch decorated with magical girls. My window of opportunity will not last…
Pushing his glasses with his forefinger, he nodded to himself. Crouching, he made to run. Instead, however, he tripped on his untied shoelace, falling flat on his face.
“Oh, Sesshomaru-san!” came a worried voice. He blanched, arms twitching as he tried to crawl to his door.
Not like this! He begged.
A/N: Since Secretly A Prince is almost over, I decided to go ahead and post the latest drabble I've been working on. Hope you enjoy! Updates will be at least once a week.