Bring it, bitches.
Let's see, if I had to hole up somewhere...you know, I'm wavering between the basement and the upstairs bathroom. Probably the basement, in spite of the lack of toilet- it's got running water, more room to store supplies, and it'd be relatively easy to barricade the door and window with all the crap we've got stashed down there. Plus, both parents and the guinea pig would never fit in the bathroom. My parents probably have enough medicine for their various ailments to last a few weeks, which should be plenty of time for the chaos to die down enough that we can break into the nearest pharmacy.