Chloe, wake up. I really, really, really need to pee.I moan and sink deeper into Jorges arms, pulling my hand back.Chloe, wake up. Im dying here. I have to pee.Ugh, why wont that voice go away? I crack my eyes open and see Ringo by the bed prancing around doing the doggy version of a potty dance.Ringo starts prancing toward the bedroom door. Thank goodness. Ive got to go.