Stuck

Gloria waited and sure enough, some time later, she heard a scream. "GLORIAAAA!"

Gloria knocked on the bathroom door. "WHAT?"

"What did you dooooo?!"

"What's wrong?"

"YOU KNOW WHAT'S WRONG! I'M FUCKING STUCK!"

Gloria knew how to open the bathroom door by sticking a metal skewer through the round hole in the handle and pushing. She got her phone, turned on the video then opened the door to see a red-faced enraged Evie.

Evie saw the phone and put her hands up. "STOP!"

Gloria laughed as she saw Evie trying to get up, but her ass was glued fast to the seat. She turned off her phone and set it down. She walked over and grabbed Evie's hands. "I'll pull while you try to stand up."

Gloria pulled, and Evie tried to stand, but she would not break free. "STOP! It hurts! What kind off fucking glue did you use?"

Gloria took the tube of glue out from under the sink and read the label. "Oh fuck."

"What?"

"Heavy duty."

"You bitch! What do we do?"

"I unscrew the seat, and we go to the ER."

"WHAT?!"

"You have a better idea?"

A few minutes later, the seat was unscrewed, and Evie was standing with the toilet seat glued to her ass and a beach towel wrapped around her lower body as she followed Gloria to her car. "It's 3:00 am, so there probably won't be a lot of people there, if that's any consolation."

"I'm so going to get you back for this, bitch!" said Evie as she tried to get into Gloria's car.

They drove to the ER.