I run as shit drips down my leg. All the boys try to do dip there finger in some delicious el poopoo. The walls crash down as I dramatically run to the bathroom.
The screams of people echo down the hallway. I reach the bathroom, which is the only safe room. My crush, Le Felipè. "Hey! I'm so glad your safe" he shouts. He runs and squeezes me tight. As he hugs me I feel my tummy rumble as shit gets ready to explode. It slowly drips down my leg, making my legs warm. Then he lets go as he feels the shit on his leg. "That's hot"