“OMG how much longer are you going to be??!” Cynthia asks with a shaky voice, almost pleading… you sit working at your computer in the doe room you share. There’s a small “BBbbbpphhFrrt!” sound, and the smell of rotten eggs fills the room - you fan your nose with a magazine. She looks up at you, blushing. “Ugh - I’m sorry! Mae’s been in the bathroom for sooo long!” Mae is your mutual friend - she really has been in there a while… Cynthia shifts foot to foot and holds her butt.