>"Ah... Anon... P-Please *sniff* leave... I'll give you your badge b-but please just leave for a few minutes..."
>"No. I won and I want my badge."
>"Umm... Oh god.. P-Please just leave I'll give you your b-badge just leave or look away or something..."
>"What? No, just give me the badge. I won so- Wait, Whitney why are your pants wet. Did you-"
>"Oh no no no... P-Please don't tell anyone. Please. When I g-get upset I s-sometimes... P- umm... Pee myself... Look away... Please... I- umm I need to change my c-clothes..."
>"I'm not leaving Whitney. I want my badge."
>"Ohhhh p-please my badges are in the o-other room... I can't let my trainers see me like this..."
>"My badge, Whitney."
>"Ah... *sniff*"
>Whitney waddles across the gym, her pants dripping with pee. Her gym trainers are staring at her, some are shocked while a few are giggling.
>Whitney shuffles back, gym badge and clean clothes in her hands. Her face is bright red and her eyes are filled with tears.
>"*sniffle* H-Here... B-B-Badge..."
>"Where's my TM?"
Cont.