His phone buzzed. His boss. “Where’s the Q3 report?”
He couldn't. He'd used the plunger. He'd used the other plunger. He'd even tried the "dish soap and hot water" trick his mother swore by, which now meant his bathroom smelled like a lemon-scented swamp. blocked toilet
"Okay," Mark whispered, his voice a hostage negotiator’s. "Okay. We can fix this." His phone buzzed
Mark just stood there. He didn't know what had just happened. He didn't want to know. He only knew that the toilet was no longer blocked. " Mark whispered