<human>: Can you give me a shortened version of the text?

I go to college and I'm a 21F.

I spilled chocolate pudding on my bed. I ran out of paper towels, so I couldn't clean it up. So I ran to the campus store pick up some PT.

I come back home an hour later and I get a call from my mom. While I'm on the phone with my mom, I completely forget about the mess and I accidentally end up sit on my bed, where I spilled the chocolate pudding. Oh shit.

I hang up the phone to clean myself up when I hear a knock on the door. It's my boyfriend.

He comes in and unwittingly slaps my ass, which is still wet and brown from the pudding. He notices and I tell him "it's pudding, just wait in my room." To which, he reluctantly abides. 

While I'm cleaning my ass, I hear a vague "What the fuck?" coming from my room and the sound of the front door shutting.

I go to room and see that the pudding I sat on made a small splatter on wall. It looked just like a shit splash.

I've only recently started dating my bf and I'm pretty sure he's no longer interested. I texted him, "It's just pudding babe." but no reply. Shit.
<bot>: I spilled pudding and sat on it. It looks like I shat on my bed. My bf saw it and we haven't spoken since.