The toilet rusher...

On the big day, Julius was awakened by his bladder earlier than usual. He got up from the bed with sleepy eyes and shuffled to the restroom. He hadn't had such a strong urge to pee in his whole life. With very hurried moves, he lifted the flap of the toilet bowl, and lowered the bottom of his pajamas.

Julius breathed a sigh of relief, as a stream of urine flew out between his thighs. The joy was brief and it ended when the liquid began to run down his legs in all directions. Instinctively, he wanted to grab a hose, but recalling what happened yesterday, he only found a vertical source of leakage. Not knowing what to do, unable to hold back the flow, he hurriedly sat down on the toilet, facing the flush.

"What a nightmare. And the ceremony has not yet begun", he said with offended pride to himself, thinking of greater challenges of today, like the wedding night itself.

Remembering the manners, he rolled up a piece of paper, and ran over his slit, drying it properly. Only after that he noticed the mess he had created on the walls, but to his surprise he also saw it on the sink and above, which made him realize that Romea had to get up earlier than he.

"Well, she has more on her mind now than I do", Julius commented, surreptitiously peeking through the bathroom door. There was no one on the lair.