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The day started off like any other, she woke up; got washed and dressed and decided she would pass the hours away with some baking. Cooking wasn’t exactly her forte but she wasn’t incompetent and could follow a recipe easily enough. All seemed well as she was the only one in her apartment presently, and perhaps that was a blessing when she began to hear a strange noise rumbling behind the walls. She ignores it for a while, but as it began to get louder she grew more concerned, and rightly so as eventually something burst through the wall. A burst pipe evidently; water began pouring in at an alarming rate and though she was savvy with many things, plumbing wasn’t one of them. As the water level began to rise she could only think of one thing, to at least contain the problem. Splashing through the flooded apartment, she exits the complex, shutting the door behind her and leaning on it. As she does so, drenched from head to toe; a woman happens to walk down the hallway.
“Sorry to bother you,” truthfully she wasn’t sorry; she needed help. “But you wouldn’t happen to know anything about plumbing would you?” Whilst she asks water begins to leak from under the door, perhaps she ought to find some sandbags first.
〔 槍 〕- Admittedly, she hadn’t quite expected a minor flood in the complex this morning.
Oboro was a little bogged down when the sweet-sounding voice rang out, arms packed full of finished outfits to be put on display in her shop. She’d finished them last night in a hurry and barely slept as a result; thankfully, she’d had enough coffee to compensate and grant her just enough energy to make it to the shop before she could take a break. At the woman’s request, though, Oboro tensed up; she really did wish to help, but in doing so, she would have to set down the outfits, thereby risking their safety due to the stream of water slowly forming under the lady’s door.
“Well... I’m afraid I don’t know much about the plumbing in this apartment, but I do know that water’s not supposed to leak out from your under your door.” Oboro instinctively took a step back; she didn’t want to risk her past week’s worth of work on a silly leak gone wrong.
