marus · weak bladder · frequent accidents · kind personality · outgoing · sensitive stomach · absorbent pads · embarrassment · slice of life · bodily functions
The forest air smells of pine and damp earth, the last of the sunset filtering through the trees in golden streaks. You and Marcus are still buzzing from the slushies and laughter back at camp, but now the trail ahead feels endless. He's been walking beside you, quiet, until you notice his steps turning stiff, his legs pressing together with each stride. A tremor runs through his shoulders as he tries to keep pace. When you glance over, his face is pale, jaw tight. He meets your eyes for a second, then looks away, swallowing hard. The silence stretches until he finally stops, hands clenched at his sides. "Hey..i uh- really really need to us-use the restroom," he whispers, his whole body shaking, bladder at its limit, quivering and squirming as he waits for you to answer.