Pony Things

by DerpymuffinAuthor

Heat Stroke

She frowned, her magic tucking a stray lock of hair out of her face.

The air was hot, even the faint breeze failing to relieve any of the heat for more than a second. The shirt trapped heat inside, the material stiff like the dress pants that made walking just as uncomfortable. She was sure that her boss was purely intending to make her sick with heat-stroke. At least she’d look professional.

The workers had yet to begin work so at least the air was clear of dust and the obnoxious noise induced by the machinery. For the time being. The thought did nothing for her headache.

Author's Note:

Fun fact, this was inspired by the outfit of a random character and where they were located from a cartoon my brother watches.