Page 59 of The Bro Pact
“I really need to pee. What the hell do we do out here?” Kyle asks with a grimace.
An evil grin curls my lips because I know he’s not going to like this, but I did the research so we can follow the correct protocols.
“You’re swimmin’ in it.”
Okay, not exactly the classiest way to tell him, but I never claimed to be a princess.
“I beg your pardon?” Kyle’s blond brows scrunch together, and I tip my head back, barking out a loud laugh.
“I looked it up. It’s verified. If you don’t have access to a toilet, all fluids, including urine, must go directly into the river.”
“You’re kidding me?” Kyle nearly shouts, completely aghast.
“It’s the law.” I shrug with a devilish little grin.
It’s fun to push his boundaries sometimes.
“Bro.Why is the water warmer all of a sudden?”
My smile only grows.
“Aw, seriously?! Did you really just piss on me?”
“Just following the law of the land, Ky.”
Kyle shoves me under the surface once again and I choke, nearly swallowing a mouthful.
“Argh!Fucker!” I shout, coughing as I spit the water out.
“How’s it taste?” Kyle asks with a laugh, swimming farther away from shore.
“Awful, you dick!”
“Serves you right!” Kyle laughs, continuing to swim into the darker part of the river.
“Hey! Don’t go too far out,” I holler at him, but he doesn’t listen. “It’s like a thousand feet deep out there!”
“Oh, now you care? You just peed on me!” Kyle shouts, and I think he might actually be upset.
But I didn’t make the rules. That’s seriously what you’re supposed to do out here. This place sees thousands of visitors amonth. Imagine if everyone was peeing all over the bushes and rocks with no rainfall to wash it away.
Nowthat’sunsanitary.
“You’re being dramatic! Now come back!”
I continue to watch Kyle, drifting a little too close to the boat lanes for my liking.
“I really need to pee,” Kyle whines.
“Just go, man. The river washes it away. It’s no big deal. You’re like twenty feet out anyway.”
“But it’s weird that you’ll know I’m going.”
I snort. “Oh my God, Ky. Do you seriously want me to look away? Even though you’re floating in a bajillion gallons of water?” I shout.
“Yes!I do. So, look away, motherfucker!”
I cackle, but respect his wishes and turn my back, gazing at our lonely kayaks resting on the shore and trying my hardest not to get an inappropriate boner at the thought of Kyle pissing in the river behind me.
