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I swore I’d get better locks last time this happened, But I guess I never quite got around to it. I probably should’ve prioritised it, I mean, given how my bladder reacted last time and all. I’m really not great at holding it at the best of times, but there’s something about being scared that makes my pee just want to escape even more! I felt my shorts getting wet while I was trying to hide and I’m not sure if I was whimpering more out of fear or trying not to totally pee myself but once I heard the door handle rattling above my head it was over. My bladder completely gave in and pee started jetting out of me so hard it streamed past my shorts and quickly left me sitting in a puddle on my bedroom carpet. At least no one made it in my room or caught me having an accident. Ugh.