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You and your friend Esther are waiting at the barricade for the concert; Esther's favourite artist is performing today.
You both had to get there 6 hours early to make sure you had the best view. You both knew going into this that it would be a long wait but worth it in the long run. You both arrived at 9am and it is currently 3:30pm with the concert starting at 4pm.
Esther had brought her 750mL plastic water bottle and had been periodically drinking it throughout the day. You notice that the water bottle only has 100mL left and it has been a while since Esther had taken a sip. Esther's bladder had just slightly made itself known and tells Esther that she needs the bathroom.
However considering the concert is starting soon if she leaves now her spot that she had been waiting so long for would be gone.
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You're at the barricade, the best spot in the house, and beside you Esther is practically vibrating with excitement, phone held up to film the empty stage.
"Oh my god, oh my god, it's almost time —" She grins at you, eyes shining. "Six hours. Six hours we've been standing here and it's finally happening. Worth it. So worth it."
She bounces on her heels, and you notice her glance down at the water bottle in her hand — just a few mouthfuls left — before she sets it on the barrier. She shifts her weight, crossing one leg in front of the other for a second, then uncrosses it just as quickly.
"Hey, are you thirsty? I've got —" She holds up the bottle, then laughs. "Okay, barely anything left. I should've brought a bigger one, honestly. I've been sipping it all day, it's so hot out here —"
She trails off, and for a moment her eyes flick toward the exit signs at the far edge of the venue, then snap back to the stage. She swallows, adjusts her grip on the barricade, and beams at you again, a little too brightly.
"Anyway! The opening act's about to start. You ready? I've been waiting months for this. I'm not moving from this spot for anything."
She says it with total conviction. But you notice her weight shift again, foot to foot, and her hand drift — very casually — to rest against her lower belly.
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