Walking around, trying to find an empty stall to poop. Walk to the back, full. Walk back to the front, one opens and I sneak in quick. The seat is filthy and I try to clean it. A maintenance guy comes and looks at me. The girl in the next stall throws TP over the divider. I can’t poop.
At a kite thing, start picking up. I pick up a bundle of rods and stuff, and some girl says it’s hers. I set them down and walk to my stuff and start putting things away.