I walked into the bathroom; my head dropped low as my fellow partners walked towards the sink. We had just finished a long day at work, meeting after meeting, and finally we got a break. I put my hands on the sink, taking a deep breath, then letting out a long sigh. It really had been a long day, especially due to all the mass protests outside of the office building. Turning to see my partner, he twisted the sink handle. The sink made a hissing sound, no water coming from the sink. Instead, the sink drain cork popped open and a head came from the sink. It began speaking in its own language, and as fast as a viper it headed straight for me.
when the sink-men start to attack??
