Days At Puddledrip Academy.

Puddledrip Academy is a prestigious university located in Britain. All of the students come here to enhance their knowledge and develop their career opportunities. The university has been around since the 1700s and is constantly modernised to suit modern standards. Even the plumbing is updated regularly, ensuring that the pipes keep things flowing smoothly. However, this doesn't mean that things won't go wrong.

It had been early morning at Puddledrip, and the maintenance staff were doing their daily rounds, making sure that everything was working as it should. They were checking the pipes when they noticed something. There was no water. "Hey Bertie, come check this out." Alf exclaimed, calling his mate over to where he was standing. They looked at the clear pipes, which were empty. "No water running through them. Did you turn the pipes off last night?" "No." Alf replied, scratching his head. "We'll just have to close the facilities down for a bit." Bertie added, sending a message to the headmistress of the academy.

A short while passed, and Miss Buxton had joined the two men. They explained the situation to her, slightly glum. "So we have absolutely no water anywhere?" Miss Buxton asked. "Seems like it. We've had a word with the utility suppliers, and they're on their way to sort it out." Bertie replied. "And how long will it take?" she added. The two men looked at each other and muttered. "We have no idea." Alf replied. Miss Buxton sighed. "We suggested shutting the bathrooms down until we've sorted everything out." Bertie added. Miss Buxton nodded. "Leave them open, I think I might have a better idea..."

Miss Buxton sat down at her desk and sighed. One of the cleaners walked in and noticed the expression on her face. "Everything alright miss?" the cleaner lady asked, smiling. "Would you be able to work the whole day?" she asked. "Your skills may be needed. Oh, and we'll need the washing machine and tumble dryers as well." The cleaner lady nodded without question, and Miss Buxton leaned back and groaned. "This is gonna be a long day for the girls." she muttered.

Everyone gathered in the briefing hall. Miss Buxton walked onto the stage, her heels clicking on the wooden boards. She placed her notes down on the podium and looked out across the rows of students. She felt bad for what she was about to say to them, but it couldn't be helped. She cleared her throat and greeted the students. "There's only one major notice this morning. As you will have noticed, all of the bathrooms are closed. This is due to an issue with the water supply, and until the maintenance staff have resolved the issue, the bathrooms will remain closed." All of the students began muttering to each other. "At the moment, we have a simple backup plan. If you look under your chairs, you will see a large water bottle. These will be your makeshift toilets for the day. We will leave the cubicles open to offer you some privacy, but you must pee into the bottles. Is that understood?" The girls nodded, and everyone filed out of the meeting hall, bottles in hand. Miss Buxton grabbed hers from under the podium and went back to her office. "Good luck to you all."