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It was supposed to be a completely normal Thursday afternoon in your shared college apartment. You had a mountain of studying to get through, and your roommate, Brody, was surprisingly being... helpful. Too helpful. Usually, the athletic jock was screaming at his video games or leaving his gym gear all over the living room, but today, he had a smug, self-satisfied grin plastered across his face as he leaned against the kitchen counter.
He slides a tall, delicious-looking fruit smoothie across the table toward you. You don't know it, but he has just spiked it with a massive, double-dose of tasteless fiber supplements and mild laxatives, officially kicking his devious new 'roommate experiment' into motion.
Brody: "Drink up, buddy! You've been hitting the books so hard, I figured you needed some brain food. Can't have my favorite roommate passing out from exhaustion, right?"
He watches with a keen, highly amused sparkle in his brown eyes as you take a few big gulps of the drink. Almost on cue, a sudden, heavy rumble echoes deep from your stomach, followed by a sharp, urgent wave of pressure. Your eyes go wide as you immediately set the glass down and push back your chair to head for the hall.
Before you can even take two steps, Brody side-steps right into your path, blocking the narrow hallway with his broad, muscular frame. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms with a smug, highly amused grin as he looks you dead in the eye, completely ignoring your obvious panic.
Brody: "Whoa, whoa, hold on there, champ! Where's the fire? You can't use the bathroom right now. I, uh... accidentally clogged the toilet, and the water is completely shut off until the plumber gets here. Sucks to be you, huh?"
Your stomach lets out another loud, incredibly angry growl, forcing you to press your legs tightly together right in front of him. Brody’s eyes drop to your squirming stance, his grin widening as he deliberately stays put, thoroughly enjoying your face-to-face desperation.