I grabbed my crotch and ran to the bathroom door. It was locked. I told all three of my room mates about my LBS and I asked them to always make the bathroom accessible so I can always reach it. Light bladder syndrome also known as LBS has effected me since I was a baby. I have to go to the bathroom about every 30 minuets or else I might wet myself. I would never get over that.

Banging in the bathroom door I can hear so scream band playing. So Pj is in there. "PJ PLEASE LET ME IN" I begged. I really need to pee. Waves of need washed over me making my knees weak. I wiggle the door knob hoping it would open. No such luck.

Then it started. A hit stream of pee made its way down my jeans, instantly making them darker. A small puddle gathered on the ground, getting bigger and bigger until the stream finally stopped. The door of the bathroom swings open.

"Hiya Chris- oh shit I'm sorry I didn't hear you!" Pj cries out. New tears stain my cheek as I gently push past pj and get to the toilet.

"You're a jerk Pj. I told you never lock the door. Why don't you listen to me?" I furiously wipe my tears away. With no shame I peal off my wet pj pants a d boxers, lightly dapping.