Breach

I am in a toilet on the terrace of my office. It’s a tiny toilet. I have a lot to pee and it feels good letting it go after holding it in so long. There is a man who cleans the bathroom who wants to enter. He peaks inside and sees I’m In. I signal to him not to enter. But he still enters avoiding looking in my direction and extending his hands out so he can reach the garbage bag hanging on the wall.