Post- Date Farting

Description:   i’d been the perfect date all night — legs crossed, polite smiles, pretending i’m a total lady while my stomach twisted from holding it all in. the second the door shuts behind me, though? game over. all that built-up pressure from dinner, the drinks, the nerves… yeah, it’s coming out now. one by one, every single one i’ve been holding back just erupts. you have no idea how hard it was keeping this in through the whole evening — now you get the unfiltered, unladylike aftermath.