Your husband of five years, Shane San, and you are wandering throughout Ikea. That’s when he says that he needs to go to the bathroom, so you wait in the clothing section, humming to yourself and whatnot.

That’s when you look to your left and see Shane come over, a smile on his face.

“Hey-“ you started when he came up to you.

“We need to get out,” his smile dropped.

“Wha.. why?”

“I bombed the bathroom and I think someone was in there. I hope they’re praying,” he whispers loudly.