"Look, I'll just meet you in like 2 hours in the food court," You say, before quickly running off.
You thought you heard Penny yelling after you, something about "you'll be sorry," but you're not sure.
So, for the next two hours, you wonder around the mall, alone. You go in a video game store for a little bit, and a few other stores, checking the time every once in awhile. Finally, it gets close to the two hour mark, so you start making your way towards the food court.
When you get there, though, something strange and unexpected happens: All of a sudden, you are squirted by a stream of warm liquid, right on your crotch, presumably from a water gun. You try to run from the source of the attack, but are unable to find anyone there, although you could swear you heard a girl giggling in the distance.
Looking down, you realize, to your horror, that the liquid is URINE!
'What kind of a sicko would DO this??' You think.
You look to the bathroom, and see, to your horror and despair, that it's out of order. The next closest bathroom is on the other end of the mall. So, with red face, you make your way towards the bathroom, your hands over your crotch.
As you walk, it seems like EVERY eye is on the boy holding his crotch, and everyone KNOWS that you are wet. Then, all of a sudden, you hear a stern, female voice.
"You there! STOP!"
You stop frozen, dead in your tracks. A moment lader, the owner of the voice walks up to you.
"Why we holding are crotch?" She says, her tone is both stern and patronizing. Before you have a chance to stutter out an answer, she suddenly grabs hold of both your hands, jerking them away from your crotch. You blush bright red as she looks down at your soaking wet, crotch. She pulls out a radio
"Yep, I found him," She says, before putting the radio away.
"Wait," you try to explain, "It's not what it looks like! I.."
"SAVE IT!" She says, sternly, "Come with me, young man!"
Oh no! Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse!