"I told you not to drink so much fruit juice, but you wouldn't listen. Serves you right. Come on, get up. I'll go outside with you."
"Stupid baldy, hurry up! I can't hold it much longer."
Once they were outside, they found Tuski's barriers surrounding them on every side. They had only three or four meters of room to move.
"Wh-what am I supposed to do?"
"Why are you such a pain, kid? Just pick a spot. Don't worry, I won't peek. I'm not interested in a washboard like you."
Anita really couldn't hold it anymore, so she had no choice but to find a spot as far away as she could and relieve herself.
A little while later, Anita returned looking thoroughly relieved. She really had been desperate.
"Stupid baldy, you didn't peek, did you?"
Anita got no answer. On closer inspection, she saw that Werther had fallen asleep leaning against the house.
"Hey. Hey, stupid baldy. Wake up. Let's go back inside."
Since he had fallen asleep standing up, Werther quickly sensed something was wrong and opened his eyes.
"Huh? I fell asleep? You sure took your time peeing. I even had a dream."
"Go to hell, stupid baldy." Anita kicked Werther in the leg, went inside, and returned to sleep.
Werther followed close behind and soon drifted off again.
Early the next morning, they woke one after another.
Werther no longer forgot who he was when he woke up, but it still took him a while to come to his senses.
"Anita, I had a strange dream last night."
"Huh? What dream?" she asked while brushing her teeth.
"I dreamed you woke me up in the middle of the night to take you out to pee. Weird, huh?"
"Idiot. That wasn't a dream. I really did wake