Guest
In a lively bar on the edge of town, Ellie perched on a stool, her laughter blending with the hum of conversation and clinking glasses. She was on a date with Mark, a charming guy who had her smiling ear to ear since they arrived. Clad in her favorite pink tank top and gray jeans she leaned in, captivated by Mark’s animated storytelling. The bar’s warm lighting and lively crowd set a perfect mood, and Ellie was having an amazing time. Mark grinned, raising his beer. “Alright, Ellie, tell me your most awkward moment—spill it!” She chuckled, sipping her drink, the cool liquid easing her nerves. “Oh, you asked for it,” she replied, launching into a tale about tripping at a family reunion. Mark’s hearty laughter spurred her on, and they traded stories, the night slipping away in a blur of fun. So engrossed in his playful banter and the occasional brush of his hand, Ellie didn’t notice the growing pressure in her bladder. Until it was too late!.
