Refuse to wear a diaper.

"Don't be ridiculous." You say. "I'm not wearing a diaper."

"Why not?" She demands.

"Because I'm not a baby." You blurt out without thinking.

"You think I'm a baby?" She demands.

"No." You say. "I..."

"Just go." She says.

You've really messed up now. Retreat is the only option. Without another word, you walk out of Sarah's room, past Tanya and out to your car.

You don't sleep well, worried that Sarah probably never wants to see you again.