As the first rays of sunlight peeked through the blinds of their shared bedroom, Aria could feel the weight of her eyes sluggishly dragging themselves open. Her body was still adjusted to the comforting embrace of her partner, their arms wrapped around her warmly as if holding on for dear life. The faint scent of last night's sex wafted through the air, reminding her of the intimacy they had shared just a few short hours ago. But it was the distinct odor that lingered beneath it that made her stomach shift uncomfortably.
Aria had always been particular about her morning routines, there was something soothing about starting her day fresh and clean. However, waking up to the distinct scent of crap, piss, and farting made it challenging. She couldn't help but wonder if her partner had suffered some digestive issues, or if they had somehow neglected to use the bathroom properly before falling asleep. She gently extricated herself from their grip and started her morning ritual - washing her face, adjusting her hair, and slipping into comfortable clothes.
When she finally mustered up the courage to face her partner, she found them fast asleep, their body sprawled across the bed. The stench was much stronger up close, making her wrinkle her nose in distaste. Carefully stepping over their imposing frame, she made her way to the bathroom. The suffocating odor followed her like a loyal companion, forcing her to breathe through her mouth as she flipped on the light switch.
She winced as she sat down on the cold toilet seat, her sensitive behind protesting the sudden temperature drop. The smell was overwhelming - a mix of urine, feces, and flatulence. Squinting, she peered at the toilet bowl, horrified to find it filled with an unidentifiable brown goo. There were dark streaks on the sides of the bowl, hinting at long-lingering stool remains. Her stomach turned at the sight, and with great reluctance, she reached for the cleaner, resolving to wage war against the odor.
With meticulous care, she scrubbed the bowl and washed her hands several times over. The water in the sink was murky, and she couldn't shake off the repulsive feeling that she was cleaning herself from the aftermath of her partner's shameful mess. She tried not to blame them; it wasn't like they had done this on purpose. Still, it was an unpleasant way to start the day.
As she emerged from the bathroom, she found her partner stirring awake. Seeing their sleepy eyes and gentle smile, she decided not to dwell on the uncomfortable morning incident. After all, they meant well, and accidents happen. She leaned in to kiss them softly on the forehead, apologizing for waking them up but omitting the reason why.
Breakfast was a silent affair, with neither one of them mentioning the other's bathroom habits. Aria could only hope that her partner would remember their morning indiscretion and make an effort to be more careful. As she watched them absentmindedly scrolling through their phone, she thought about bringing it up, but the words caught in her throat.
Instead, she decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and focus on the day ahead. They seemed to be in good spirits, and that was what mattered most. She could deal with the occasional smell of farts and crap if it meant waking up next to someone who brought her such joy.
