“Messy Clean-Up”

Do you ever look to a character with such distain and disgust that you wish you could warp the story to torture them? What twisted ways would you make their lives hell? What do you have to gain?

I find myself running through the woods, trying desperately to make my escape. I look around to find a place to hide in hopes for a quick and easy escape. I get lucky and find a tree. I duck behind it at the last moment. The wolves breeze past me and continue running full force in the same straight line they were in.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I don’t recall what exactly I did to attract them. I only knew the pain of being chased as if my life depended on it. I looked to my side and saw I wasn’t too far from the trail back into town. I carefully stood and made my way down it. I was careful not to make a sound, else attract the wolves.
What were wolves even doing here in this time of year? It seemed like a rather odd season for them to be showing their faces. But who am I to judge the ways of nature?
I continued my walk until I made it to the parking lot, void of any cars beside my own. I got in and drove to my apartment. Looking at the time, it was getting close to my time to work. I sped home and threw my work clothes on, along with some sprits of cologne and headed out the door.
It felt so much slower than it actually was but I finally made it to work, just in time to not be considered late. I clocked in and headed straight to the bathroom. I knew they wouldn’t mind me going before heading to work.
Upon stepping into the bathroom, my heart sank when I saw the horrid mess before me. The toilet was clogged with what looked like an entire roll of toilet paper. Somehow, the walls were smeared with diarrhea. I was lost in incredible disgust. What kind of monster would do this to us?
I headed out and grabbed the supplies I needed to clean up this disaster. I scrubbed the walls and plunged the toilet. I sprayed so much air deodorizer that it was getting hard to breathe.

Upon heading out, someone walked into the bathroom. They grabbed me and held me tight. What the hell was going on? He dragged me to the toilet and dunked my head in the water, screaming profanities at me while cursing the restaurant I worked for.