Wet

She jumped onto my bed immediately after i opened the door for her; and threw her belongings onto the floor and straightaway went online with my laptop.

She must have been addicted to internet, and tired of the long journey.

And i saw what she didn’t — i always see what she doesn’t and she always hears what i never tell — and told;

“Baby, what’s that on your jeans?”

“Mana?”

“Tu,” and pointing towards the crotch, “did you pee in your pants?”