Night terrors

Would you rather wake up naked tomorrow morning on the front porch or wet your bed in your sleep?

"Fuck this!" said Brooklyn. "I'm not answering!"

You have ten seconds, or the choice will be chosen at random.

"Answer what?" asked Brooklyn's roommate Devin, who just walked into their room.

"This stupid app. It asks you 'Would you Rather?' then you answer, but...."

"But what?"

"Um, well...." Brooklyn was interrupted by a ding from her phone as the ten seconds were up.

Your choice has been made for you. You'll find out tomorrow morning.

"Ok, here's the deal," said Brooklyn. She told Devin of the morning's choice and the humiliating fart.

"Oh, yeah, I heard about that. Sorry."

"Fucking Don?"

"No, but I'm sure the person I heard it from heard it from him. Are you saying the app made you fart?"

"I don't know. Maybe it was psychosomatic, and how did the app know I had a test?"

"Got access to your messages or email?"

"Could be."

"What were the last choices?"

"Piss my bed or wake up naked outside on the front porch."

"Hmm, if I had to choose, I'd choose pissing the bed."

"Why?"

"Easier to cover up."

"I guess. I don't want to talk about it." Brooklyn deleted the app.

Later that night, she went to bed just after 11 pm.

The next morning, Brooklyn woke up to the sound of a car horn. She opened her eyes and realized she was sitting outside on the front porch in one of the cushioned wicker chairs, and she was totally naked. A few boys who appeared to have been jogging had stopped to gawk.

Brooklyn squealed and jumped up. She pulled at the door handle, but she was locked out. She pounded on the door and rang the bell at the same time. She looked around and saw a banner hanging from the porch. She jumped up and grabbed it and wrapped it around herself.

A moment later, the front door was opened by a groggy sorority sister, and Brooklyn ran inside.