She needs to go to the toilet.

"I have to go to the bathroom."

"Already?"

"Well, I have to pee..."

"Do it here next to the trashcan."

"That's disgusting!"

"I don't give a shit! No one will know, and it's damn stinky out here."

"You're such a d-!"

You put your finger over her mouth to quiet her.

She sights and gets next to the trashcan and squats down. You lean against the wall as you watch her pee , as she looks up and gives you a grin.

"What?" She asks.

"Nothing."

You watch her for a few minutes as she pees, before she finishes.

"Thank you." She says, standing up.

"You're welcome."

You look down an see that both of you forgot to move her jeans, which was just laying on the ground and now gets soaked full of her pee.

"Ah, shit."

"Don't worry about it, it happens."

She looks down at her jeans and sits back down onto the trashcan.

"Let's see..." she says, teasingly wiggling her hips and spreading her legs.

"Just... Don't get yourself all messy."

"How does this thing work anyway?"