Salim is throwing up in the bathroom. I’m laying drunk on the bed. Maiassa is there too, rambling some drunken thoughts.
I’m drunk, but I drove home. So it’s fine.
But there’s no water. Fuck. I try to flush the toilet. I try to use the sink. There’s no water.
Salim is throwing up in the bathroom upstairs. I’m downstairs. I’m not laying in the bed right now.
“There’s no water. Like, I mean there’s no water … no water in the sinks and toilets.”
Maiassa asks if she should go buy water to drink.
I try to explain that there’s no water, but there’s drinking water.
“Salim, you can’t flush. There’s no water.”
Fuck. I’m laying on the bed. Maiassa is laughing. I’m laughing.
I need to text Davy. I need to warn him. Fuck the bathroom smells so bad.
There’s no water. But we can just sleep…
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