“This is insane,” I said quickly. “I’m not the violent pooper, okay? I had to pee, I went in there, and it was already like that. I came here to use a bathroom that wasn’t desecrated, and that’s all I know.” She squeezed my shoulder and gave me a tight-lipped, sympathetic smile. “Of course, sweetie. Just let me know if you need anything, okay? I have some antacids in my room if you need them next time.”
