Brand, Mike, and Andrew
Andrew was his second child so for Brand, changing the kid's nappies was old hat. However, the same really couldn't be said for his best friend. Mike had pressed himself to the wall furthest from the changing table and was slowly creepy toward the door, face growing greener by the second.
"Cripes, Mike, it's not that bad. You take shites, too."
"Yeah, but I don't look at it or take such...revelry in the shite of others."
Brand rolled his eyes and leaned down to make noises at baby Andrew as he pushed up the infant's shirt and began pulling down the dirty nappy. Mike - who's eyes were squeezed shut - began immediately feeling for the door handle.
"Bloody hell!" Brand exclaimed before laughing. "Mike, you have to look at the size of what just came out of this baby--"
With that, Mike fled the room.
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