Chapter: 1306

“Could you please step aside?"

“Huh?" Carson was confused.

"You are in the way!" Joey took a deep breath.

“I want to go to the bathroom! You don't want me to do my business here, do you? If that happens, I will tell everyone that it is you who taught me to do that."

Carson felt helpless. Still, he moved aside to let the boy pass.

Joey then trotted over to the men's room not far away from there. As soon as he entered, Carson followed behind him and didn't stop until he got to the door of the cubicle.

"Hey!" Joey couldn't help but turn around, clearly infuriated.

“Are you going to follow me into the toilet?"

It was not until then that Carson realized that he seemed to have followed Joey too close for comfort. He put his fist on his lips and cleared his throat to ease the embarrassment.

"You can go in now. I think you are old enough to go to toilet on your own."

‘Unbelievable.' Joey rolled his eyes.

Carson stepped to the side, leaned against the wall by the door of the cubicle, and put his hands in his pockets. He looked around before his eyes came back to the boy.

"You can go in now. I'll wait outside. Call me if you need anything.”

With a snort, Joey turned around and walked into the cubicle, making sure to slam the door as hard as he could.

At that moment, Carson felt as if his eardrums were smashed open by the loud bang. It seemed that Joey had really planned his escape, so he was now angry because Carson had seen through him and ruined it.

Joey sat on the toilet for about twenty minutes doing nothing. The more he heard the noise outside the cubicle, the more frustrated he became.

In the first five minutes, Carson's humming came from outside from time to time. Joey couldn't even tell what song he was humming because of how off-tune it was.

Ten minutes later, Carson finally stopped and it was quiet once more.

Just when Joey thought Carson was bored and was about to leave, an animated voice came from outside.

"Timi!"

Instead of leaving, Carson was playing a game on his phone.

For ten minutes, the sound of the game came to Joey's ears from outside.

Knock! Knock!

As Joey was hesitating whether he should go out or not, Carson knocked on the door of the cubicle while his game character was about to revive.

"Little guy, it's been twenty minutes. Aren't you done yet? Do you have diarrhea? What did you eat that could have caused it?"