Keyhole Apartments, Riverside, Coast City
April 17
16:22
Jorgi had spent the day relaxing around his apartment, mostly keeping up with some contacts on the internet and checking on the press that was circulating from the previous night's incident at the Hightower. The rest of the time he spent just wishing Tuesday would hurry up and arrive.
At a sharp knock from the door, he severs his mental connection to his computer to see who was calling. He opens the door and finds Ms. Larson, the apartment manager. She is a lady in her fifties who had been very friendly to Jorgi when he signed his lease a couple weeks ago.
"Sorry to bother you, dear," she says. "I just wanted to ask that you try to avoid using your toilet, shower, or any other plumbing. Seems that the sewer is backing up into the basement pretty badly. I've got half a dozen calls out to plumbers, but each one seems to be swamped with similar calls. Not sure when we'll get it fixed, but I'll let you know as soon as it's okay again.
"Guess you never really appreciate something as simple as plumbing until you can't use it. Well, I best be off to tell the other residents."