Adam slowly began to realize what was happening, “W-Wait, why am I… doing this?” He said, as he stared at the plastic. He was an adult, he didn’t need this, did he? And why was his vocabulary getting so childish? He huffed, and stomped his feet in frustration. Why was he acting like a toddler? “I’m a big boy! I don’t go poopy in my pants!” He huffed. Though there was still a mess back there that he still hadn’t cleaned yet. He sighed, guessing he was just stressed. All his potty training over the years hadn’t paid off evidently. He went to the clothing drawer to find a new pair of underwear, but to his surprise, also saw pull-ups in addition to colorfully printed children’s undies. His mind suddenly gravitated towards a little extra protection, given the mess he’d just made, but he was a big kid, so he wanted something like underwear, even in spite of the cartoonish designs on them.
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