15 Griffin Way, Saturday Noon
Emma knew it had been raining for a while and that the water levels had been going up, but she still hadn't expected to walked down the stairs and half way down step into water. "What the hell?" she exclaimed staring down at her wet slippers.
She poked her head down and stared at the living room. A pillow floated merrily by. A crab was sitting on it. "What the hell?" Emma repeated.
The crab waved a claw at her.
Emma glared. She was hungry, and now her feet were wet, and her carpet was probably completely destroyed. She disapproved of this state of affairs.
She poked her head down and stared at the living room. A pillow floated merrily by. A crab was sitting on it. "What the hell?" Emma repeated.
The crab waved a claw at her.
Emma glared. She was hungry, and now her feet were wet, and her carpet was probably completely destroyed. She disapproved of this state of affairs.