Car accident
Not even an hour into my adventure, my stomach started turning, and I knew I wasnt going to make it. I had to pull over immediately.
I climbed into the back seat, and after frantically looking around, I realized the only thing I had to use was a plastic to-go cup. So there I was, awkwardly trying to position myself with the cup underneath me, sweating from holding it for so long and hoping for the best.
The relief was immediate. There was absolutely no way I was making it all the way home.
With no better option, the cup spent the rest of the drive sitting in my cup holder, slowly filling the entire car with the unmistakable smell of regret. If anyone had hopped into my passenger seat, they definitely wouldnt have wanted to use that cup for a drink.. or would they.
To make matters even worse, I spent the rest of the drive home with shit between my cheeks and in my shorts.
Safe to say this adventure did not go the way I had planned.