You dash to the end cubicle, forgetting your shoes, socks and underwear in your haste
From Create Your Own Story
You turn to dash away, knocking your hip against the edge of the counter, making you swear. The underwear drops from your hands into the sink, which turns on automatically, soaking them completely.
"In here!" a voice bellows from outside, and without another thought you zip into the end cubicle, and sit on the toilet with your legs drawn up to the seat.
