A hole in the wall.

I enter the toilet behind the book shelves. It’s hidden and there doesn’t seem to be a soul here. On the left is the mens restroom and on the right the womens. I walk to the womens restroom and try to open the door. Closed. „Shit“, I mutter. A small sign on the door shows that the restroom is „under construction“. I look around and there is a toilet for disabled people right next to the mens restroom. I consider my options and decide to enter this restroom. It’s surprisingly clean and spacious and I close the door behind me and lock it. On the left side is a big sink and on the far end the toilet. The mens restroom seems to be on the right side. I slowly sit down on the toilet and start to pee. I look at the walls and even though the toilet is really clean the walls are covered in writings and drawings. Some of them are funny, some of them are just dicks, some really good and strange designs. But all in all it’s fascinating and has a fucked up, but nice style to it. After finishing my business I reach for the toilet paper holder and it just falls of the wall. It makes a clinging sound on the tiles and I’m surprised. I take some paper of it and whipe myself clean before grabbing the thing and trying to put it back in place. What I see there shocks me:

A hole in the wall!