The wetting incident

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The familiar view of the ceiling slides infront of your vivid dreams, but as normal as this situation is, something immediatly feels off.

A cold, wet sensation engulfs your lower half and after a few moments it dawns on you what happened. In shock you shove the blanket aside and stare at your soaked undies and sheets.

This is not a situation anyone should be in, you think horrified, especially not an 18 year old.

Questions race through your head like neutrinos escaping a dying star, but just like neutrinos you can't fully grip them and just sit there paralyzed by the overflow. The one of your thoughts right now and the one of your bladder a dew hours ago.

How could this happen? Why didn't you wake up? Does this make you a baby? Will anyone notice? How can you hide it?

Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted.