Yes

With enthusiasm, you agree: "Sure, that sounds fun! Just let me get changed first."

Amy suggests an alternative approach before leaving. "Why bother changing? Just go au naturel - it's easier to try clothes on, plus everyone else does it anyway."

You blush profusely at the thought of parading through the shopping center in such a state. "Uh... I'd rather wear something. Public nudity makes me feel weird."

Shrugging off your reservations, Amy decides to embrace her birthday suit entirely. Meanwhile, you opt for a yellow V-neck shirt over your sports bra and retain the leggings. Satisfied with your attire, you rejoin her in the living room.

"Ready to roll," Amy declares impatiently after honking the car horn twice.

During the drive, curiosity compels you to delve deeper into this alternate reality. "Hey Amy, I need to talk about something strange..."

Her eyes meet yours briefly before returning to the road. "Go ahead."

"I think I woke up in another universe today." Your voice wavers slightly.

"What does the even mean!?" Her tone remains neutral.

"Well, my memories are all from someplace exactly like here, but with really different social norms regarding peeing and nudity. In my memories, nobody could show their private parts in public without getting arrested, and having both male and female genitals was unheard of. Also, going to the bathroom was always done alone whenever you felt like it. Last I remember is falling asleep in that universe and this morning I woke up here."

Amy chuckles. "That's crazy! Imagine being **** to hide your body like that, and never experiencing the joy of communal peeing. It sounds oppressive!"

"Yeah, but at least you didn't have to worry about holding it in all day," you counter.

She considers your point. "True enough. So how do you know this isn't just some wild dream?"

Your brow furrows. "To be honest, I'm clueless. I wouldn't know where to begin figuring out what's real or not. For now, I'd love it if you could fill me in on all the local customs so I don't screw up and cause trouble."

Nodding solemnly, she begins listing various rules and guidelines. "Firstly, nudity is totally fine anywhere, anytime. Secondly, sex is allowed in public provided you're considerate towards those around you - keep noise levels down and respect personal space. Thirdly, peeing has specific times and places; most places follow the 9 AM, 3 PM, and 9 PM schedule. Our sorority sticks to these too. If you can't hold it until then, well, you might find yourself in hot water socially speaking."

"So what happens if someone finds out you peed by yourself?" You probe further.

"Technically, it's not illegal, but it's seen as super rude and barbaric. Some **** cases have led to job loss or eviction, though those instances are rare." She adds reassuringly, "But generally, people look the other way unless they really dislike you or you're causing problems."

As you absorb this information, you shift uncomfortably in your seat. The urge to relieve yourself grows stronger by the minute. "Amy, I gotta ask - what if you're alone and no one's around to pee with?"

"In theory, you're supposed to wait for the scheduled times. However, if there's truly no one else, you can pee privately without repercussions. Just make sure you actually bladder is decently filled when it's time to go with others. It you barely pee they'll suspect something fishy."

The conversation lulls as you continue driving toward the mall. At 1 PM, your own bladder sends clear signals that it won't last much longer. With two hours left until the next designated break, doubt starts creeping in. Perhaps Amy would understand and help you find a discreet solution? Or maybe she'd think less of you for breaking the rules so soon?