A Toxic Romance

Take A Gamble And Move!

(Smartest Decision You've Made All Day…)

I contemplated putting a cap on and trying to hide…but really that plan was just kinda stupid. I mean if this was a game and that was a choice to make, you'd have to be pretty idiotic to pick it.

Using that on her, Nightmare, the most cunning individual I've had to misfortune to meet?

Nope.

There's nothing for it, I'm gonna have to risk it and move.

Keeping my eyes on the angrily searching mare for but a few seconds longer, I take a deep breath and finally tear them away from her visage, before ever so carefully standing up and blending in with the crowd nearest to me.

Looking back a few moments later gives me all the more reason to be confident of my choice, what with Nightmare searching exactly where I was sitting, and then looking under every cap wearing person to see their face.

Yep, I made a good choice today!

After blending in with the crowd for a few more minutes, I suddenly realize my desperate need to use the bathroom. Not that it was too surprising really, what with trying to avoid a mare that would most likely murder me, bring me back and murder me again for leaving her.

Okay, let's just think this through for a moment. I need a shit, badly. But if I go to the toilet and Nightmare wanders in then it's not like I'd have anywhere to go if she found me.

Then again if I don't go soon then I'm not entirely sure how long I can hold it in. I'm most probably going to shit myself out in the open with these angry looking security guards for company, which in turn may or may not cause enough noise to bring Nightmare here.

So the question here is…

To Shit?

Or not to shit?