CLUNK. Whirrrrrrrrrrr...
"SAAA-AAAM!"
Ah, the familiar noises of home, sweet home.
"It wasn't me!"
"Well, it wasn't me!" bellowed Rodney McKay, from the apartment opposite. "Probably Zelenka." People were coming out of their apartments, and Rodney leaned over the banisters. "Zelenka! What have you broken this time?"
There was a short, sharp Czech phrase
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