“Please,” she whined. Crystal let go of her arm and allowed her to run to the toilet. Carley looked at the toilet and wondered how she’d even get up to use it. It was at least as tall as she was. She winced as her bladder gave her another strong signal and she inadvertently relaxed and dribbled a bit more.
“Don’t forget to wash your hands!” Crystal reminded jokingly.
Carley groaned and strained for a few seconds before yelling “I can’t reach it!”
Crystal walked in and casually leaned against the wall, watching Carley’s potty emergency like it was some kind of odd spectator sport. “Do you by chance need my help?” she finally offered in mock obliviousness.