Jessie and her friends

CW. contains elements of fantasy

Lectures are incredibly boring; well not really, some lectures are interesting when they're about topics you care about and even then if you're sitting next to a friend anything can be fun. Sadly for Thomas, it was 8am and all his friends were still asleep since he was the only in the group who took biology as a minor. At least he had solace in knowing his roommate Jessie also attended this lecture. They did used to be friends, back in high school she used to be a friendly, timid nerd but after joining a frat she mingled with the wrong crowd which taught her how to selfishly manipulate and bully others to her own advantage. Now she may come across friendly but in reality she is buying her time before strike.

About thirty minutes into the lecture, Tom began needing the toilet; he decided it was best to wait till the end of the lecture before going since he was sitting in the middle of a row and would have to walk in front a lot of people awkwardly and he really didn't want the attention.

forty five minutes in and Tom realised it wasn't a great plan and he should just accept the mild embarrassment so he stood up and slowly squeezed passed the other students until he was free from the row and walked out to the toilets. Stopping at the card reader, he pulls out his CL card and scans it only for an error message to appear. Shocked, he tried again for the same error message. After a third attempt he was worried. Luckily he knew one of the technicians worked in the office just down the corridor so he quickly rushed over, now desperately needing the toilet.

Opening the door, Thomas walked into Ms Janice Spear office, Janice was only about 5 years older than Tom and incredibly pretty. 'can I help you?', 'umm yes thank you' Tom stammered trying not to blush, he continued 'well you see, I was trying to go um to the toilet and my CL card kept getting rejected'.

'I see, not to worry, your name is Thomas Yates right?', shocked she had remembered his name, Tom just stood there stammering for a moment before saying, "...uhmhthyeah, yeah thats me', 'excellent, well I've opened your account and I see the issue, you've wet the bed more than seventeen times in the last month and so your Continence Licence has been suspended but don't worry I've just sent the request for a BedWetters Licence so in a few days you should receive a new card. Can I help you with anything else?" she said softly; Thomas didn't respond, he didn't know how to, he had absolutely not wet the bed!

After a solid minute of silence, Janice spoke up "well, if you don't need any more help, I've got a meeting". Partially coming to his senses remember his issue he says "but how do I get into the toilets?". already leaving, Janice throws her PC card and says "just use mine, put it on my table once you're done" and just like that she was gone. Tom wanted to mingle on what happened but really needed the toilet now so rushed over before he actually had an accident.

Not bothering to finish the lecture, Thomas returned to his dorm and entered the communal kitchen/living space seeing one his roommates Dennis frying some sausages, seeing Tom enter Dennis says "do you want some?", "yes thank you", "well tough shit they're all mine" he says in a playfully snarky manner while proceeding to burn himself on a sausage he shoved in his mouth straight from the pan.

Tom, not really hungry, walks passed and sits down at the table to his computer. Seeing Thomas was looking down, Dennis joked "hey, whats wrong, that biology lecture couldn't have been that horrible?!"

"oh, it's nothing, just my Continence Account must have glitched and now my CL Licence got suspended. Where is everyone else?"

"gone out to get some Starbucks... glitched how" Dennis said in a now serious tone.

"well, my account has that I've wet the bed over seventeen times in the last month?!"

"oh, thats Jessie's fault."

"... what makes you so sure"

"Elementary my dear Watson. It's such a simple prank, log onto the account, declare 'you' have wet the bed, repeat a few times and bam."

"thats nonsense, my account is password protected"

"you mean '123DanceDance98!' ?"

"yeah... why the fuck do you know my password?"

"bro, you've used that password for everything since you were 13, everyone in our old school new it."

"... how do I know you didn't fuck with my account?"

"one, I wouldn't have had this conversation and two, you know me, I am how the french say 'el classical' I would not do the prank this way. Bowl of warm water is my style. Anyway, you leave your computer in here all the time, just ask a technician for security footage of the kitchen."

That idea was not terrible, so Tom hopped onto his emails and after a few hours of exchanges he finally managed to convince Ms Spear to send him the CCTV footage of the last few months and... Dennis was right, Jennie had been going on his computer, every so often, late at night.