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“That’s for a slow drain! This is a hydraulic event !” Leo shouted, as a second rivulet joined the first, now snaking toward the bathmat.

“From chest height,” he muttered. “This is insane.” upstairs toilet clogged

He sprinted up the narrow staircase, past the dusty bannister he’d been meaning to varnish for three years, and into the bathroom. It was a small, tiled space that smelled of lavender and his own delusion of competence. The toilet bowl was full. Not overflowing onto the floor, no—that would be too honest a catastrophe. It was just… full. Still. Ominous. The water sat at the very brim, quivering slightly as if breathing. “That’s for a slow drain