"Come on," Lisa hissed as she ran past the crowds of people with Jisoo in tow.
"Where are we going," Jisoo whined. They had just finished their set at Coachella and Lisa immediately wanted to run off without letting her girlfriend rest.
"You'll see," the ashy haired girl answered. Jisoo ducked her head down and rolled her eyes as she followed closely behind Lisa.
"Okay, okay, we're here," the younger woman said excitedly as she opened the door of a porta-potty.
"What the hell are we doing in a porta-potty? I know girls go to the bathroom together but this is a little extreme." Lisa smiled before she pushed Jisoo against the wall of the porta-potty.
"You looked so hot on stage," she said as she leaned forward, dropping a kiss on Jisoo's neck.
"Lisa, really? You couldn't wait until we go back to the hotel?"
"You'll be tired then. But now," she said as she slipped her hands under Jisoo's shirt. "Your adrenaline is rushing and you're wide awake. So, I'm making do with what time I have." Jisoo snorted before kissing Lisa's full lips and pushing her to the other wall of the portable restroom. Jisoo's shirt was up around her ribs when Lisa pushed them a little too hard against the wall.
For a moment the porta-potty rocked as Lisa tried to push on the back wall to balance it before it tipped on its back. Jisoo fell on her girlfriend with a scream while people outside yelled in approval. "Shit, what do we do," the Korean asked as she got up as her back hit the door of the potty.
"We need to get out of here before someone flips us upside down," Lisa said. Both of the women were stooped over as they tried to figure out what to do. "Ugh, that smell," the younger girl groaned. Luckily, both women managed to avoid stepping in or touching the waste that had been released to the roof.
The Thai girl slowly opened the door to the porta-potty to straighten out a little. "I think it's clear," she whispered to the highly annoyed Korean woman.
"Great." Lisa stood straight and braced her hands on the side of the blue plastic before trying to lift herself up. The thick plastic began bending under the weight of the skinny girl trying to climb out while everyone around them looked between the stage and the struggling figure.
"Help me, help me," Lisa yelled to Jisoo. "I'm falling!" In a flash, Jisoo had grabbed a handful of her girlfriend's backside, earning a yelp from the girl, and pushed her up. Once Lisa got her torso out, she carefully sat up and spread her legs out on either side of the door. "Okay, give me your hands!"
"Lisa, you're wearing a skirt, don't do that," Jisoo hissed as she stood up straight.
"Safety shorts, Jisoo, safety shorts! Come on, take my hands." The older woman gave Lisa her hands and groaned when she started pulling. "Come on, Jisoo! Lift!"
"You have my arms, I can't lift!" The silver-clad woman braced her long legs and leaned back with Jisoo's arms around her shoulders. The smaller emerged from the gross smelling latrine bit by bit until she was laying on Lisa. For a moment they breathed as they looked at each other until gravity took over and the couple fell to the ground in slow motion.
"Ow," Lisa moaned. Jisoo was fine as the younger of the two took the brunt of the hit but it didn't stop the shorter from groaning in her lover's ear.
"Never again, Lalisa. Never again." The Korean rolled onto her back to look up at the smokey sky for a moment before getting to her feet. "Come on, we need to get that thing back up." Once they were both standing upright, the two moved to the top of the potty.
"On three we lift." Lisa and Jisoo pulled their sides of the blue plastic up on the count of three. The plastic dug into their hands and nearly slipped out of Jisoo's before she got her knee under her side. "Are you good," Lisa asked.
"Yeah, yeah. Let's keep going." Eventually, they were able to right it without people taking pictures of them.
"Alright, let's go find Chae and Jen, and pretend this never happened." Lisa let her head fall forward as her hands went behind her back.
"I'm sorry, Chichu. It was my idea to get frisky in the potty." Jisoo couldn't help but laugh at her girlfriend's dejected tone and silly words.
"It's actually really funny," Jisoo said. "We go to have fun in a porta-potty at Coachella, tip it over and have to crawl out and put it back up." Lisa giggled at her girlfriend's retelling before she threw an arm over her shoulder.
"We stink."
"Yeah, let's go to the showers real quick and rinse off," Jisoo suggested. The couple scurried off quickly to the shower unit and undressed while it was empty. After a quick stint in the warm spray and borrowing someone's forgotten body wash, the two got dressed. Jisoo's arm grazed something as they hurried out. Neither of the women glanced back, even when something shattered on the floor.
By the time the two got back to Jennie and Rosé, both Lisa and Jisoo were in much better moods.
"You guys were gone forever! Where were you," Rosé asked.
"Yeah, people have been asking about you!"
"We'll tell you later," Jisoo promised. Screaming in the distance got the attention of the four women standing in the crowd.
"What the hell," Lisa asked as she stood on her tiptoes to see what was going on.
"I think that's smoke," Rosé gasped as she clung to Jennie's arm.
"Get out of the showers," the group heard someone yell faintly.
"Showers," Jisoo asked uncertainly.
"That is too funny," Lisa told Jisoo as her girlfriend hid under her arm.
"Lisa, let's get married," the Korean said.
"What?" The Thai froze. "Why?"
"If someone finds out about this, they can't make a spouse testify." Lisa laughed at Jisoo as people ran away from the raging flames at the showers.
"I'll marry you for real and I won't testify against you."
"Thank you," Jisoo said as she pecked Lisa's collarbone.
"Let's go back to the hotel," the younger suggested. "Before we can knock over anything else or set something on fire."
"That sounds good." Lisa and Jisoo wrapped their arms around each other while Jennie and Rosie held hands as the four went to their car.
"Did you say you set a fire?"
"Don't worry about it for now."
"The less you know, the less you can testify."
