A Jump Gun

K stepped inside the washroom, Stella's stomach suddenly cramped up, so she clutched her stomach with both hands and moaned loudly. "What is it?" K asked, a little touch of concern was in his voice. "What do you think it is! It's all because of you. You sick pervert! Because you gave me a laxative, now I'm in this situation. My stomach is killing me, I have been pooping so much, but there's no relief! Why did you do this to me huh? What have I done to you? What did I do to deserve this?" Stella ranted while holding her stomach. K didn't move nor he replied to any of her questions. Time stopped for him as it seems he went to visit his past memories. But Stella could hear a mumbling sound which said "You have no idea what you did to me." Stella was utterly confused by this and looked up at K asking what did he mean by that. This brought him back in present, realising he just said something unnecessary, he tried to divert her attention. "Should I massage your stomach so you can feel better" he said with a grin on his face. Stella was utterly shocked as she stared at his face for five minutes not knowing what to say. "What? Cat got your tongue!" he just gave back to her what she dished out earlier, the grin still visible on his face. Stella thought he was teasing her, so she went on with his joke and said, "well it is your doing, so you should be the one to take responsibility." K immediately knelt besides Stella and lift his hand to massage her stomach. Stella was shocked by this, she didn't expect he would follow through after what she said and as reflex blocked his hand. "I thought you wanted me to take responsibility!" he said. "Well I thought you were teasing me, so I went on with your joke, I didn't think you were actually serious about this" she replied to his statement.