The bar door swings open under my frantic push, a bell tinkles above me, but I have no time for formalities. My eyes scan the interior, brushing past the occupied tables, the display cases full of pastries, the coffee machine puffing steam. "The bathroom, please?" I gasp at the barista, who looks up from his cloth. He, with an expression that seems a mix of pity and amusement, points to a half-hidden door at the back of the room.

I don't wait another second. I lunge towards the door, my steps echoing on the checkered floor, my bladder throbbing like a mad drum. The handle is cold u...

The bar door swings open under my frantic push, a bell tinkles above me, but I have no time for formalities. My eyes scan the interior, brushing past the occupied tables, the display cases full of pastries, the coffee machine puffing steam. "The bathroom, please?" I gasp at the barista, who looks up from his cloth. He, with an expression that seems a mix of pity and amusement, points to a half-hidden door at the back of the room.

I don't wait another second. I lunge towards the door, my steps echoing on the checkered floor, my bladder throbbing like a mad drum. The handle is cold under my sweaty hand, I push it down and slip inside. The door closes behind me with a "click" that sounds like heavenly music. A sigh of relief escapes my lips as I lean against the door, forehead pressed against the cool wood. Finally.

I can finally indulge in a long pee on this sunny summer day.