/fa/ - Fashion

>>11522349
Fortunately, the liquid shit was mostly liquid. It seemed to be yellow water, really. Unfortunately, since it was mostly liquid, some had soaked into the seat of my jeans, and it had a particularly eggy odour. It was at this point that I realised that I either go without underwear and hope that this doesn't happen again (in which case, I had to smuggle a pair of dirty pants back into the studio and sneak it into my bag), or keep the shit stained underwear on and deal with having a brown ass for the rest of the day, or traipse to the sink around the corner, pray nobody comes in, and wash the shit off. After some deliberation, and a lot of patting with toilet paper, I chose option 2.
However, it took fucking forever to get a chance to do so. My asshole was burning from last night's sriracha, and the anal fury only lasted a couple of seconds before it turned to muffled constipation, with intermittent brown bursts.
After about 10 minutes in the toilet (the whole time I knew my colleagues were talking about me since there were only three of us there at the time, and there isn't much reason to leave the studio besides needing to take a ripper shit), I finally thought enough was enough and forced my butthole to stop being butthurt, stood up, did up my jeans, got comfortable with the balls of tissue separating my underwear from my boiling hot pooper, made sure to wash my hands for a couple of minutes, made my way back to the studio, and silently praised god for my colleagues being empathetic enough not to even mention my absence.