mess quest

You run to the door, hands shoved between your legs, and realize that if you lift a hand to open it, you’ll probably wet yourself. Less concerned with that, you start tugging on the doorknob with both hands, hardly even feeling the stream of pee pooling up on the floor beneath you. When you take off your backpack to search for something to unlock it, you first release a wet fart, and then fill your shorts until the mess is big enough to prevent you from ignoring it. You place a hand on the back of your shorts, knowing that they’re completely trashed, but at least you feel a lot better.