Jul 18, 2015
for the embrosius off the post
Felix wasn’t even aware that there were sprinklers installed in his apartment complex until they started spitting all over him. He kind of figured that the flat was too shit to invest in such elaborate safety measures, but you learn something new every day. Or, every night–– if this very specific and annoying case is supposed to be proof of the phrase.
He rubs his eyes, looks to the neighbouring presence. Recognition flashes across his features as he realizes that he’s his neighbour in the habitual sense too. ( Too bad he’s too spent to realize that he’s not wearing shoes, or pants. Or that his boxers aren’t only an embarrassing shade of scarlet, but soaked, as well. )
“You’re flat 304, yeah?”