Shh. Shh, shh, shh. Easy now.
He plunges with newfound rage. A loud GLLLLURK — then a violent, triumphant SWOOSH . The water drains. too much toilet paper clog
He hangs up, sighs deeply, and stares at the bowl again. too much toilet paper clog
He looks at the half-empty roll.
Steve collapses against the wall, clutching the plunger like a war veteran. too much toilet paper clog
Oh, you treacherous porcelain beast. You’ve been hoarding the Charmin, haven’t you? I knew it. I knew I shouldn’t have bought the mega-rolls.
He pulls out his phone.