A nervous girl and her boyfriend both need to relieve themselves outside after a night of drinking. (Just got started with AI-assisted story writing. This shit is crazy!)
I stumbled through the streets, my steps unsteady and my mind foggy from the drinks we had consumed at the bar. My boyfriend's arm was wrapped around me, providing some stability as we made our way home. But as we walked, a growing urgency stirred within me, a desperate need to relieve my bladder.
"Babe, I really can't hold it anymore," I whimpered, my voice trembling with desperation. "I don't know wh
