(Dream) I make my way down the chute I've always
used to get to the shower and am surprised someone's moved in to the shower
room. What am I going to do about that? I introduce myself and find out
the girl's name is Miriam, or something like that, and after a few more
commonplaces ask if it'll be all right if I continue taking my shower
there. Some more people are moving into the complex around the corner,
and I see some other girls pretty much ignoring me and probably themselves.
Back to Miriam, I repeat my question: "Is it all right if I keep
right on taking my shower here?" I ask. She mumbles. I mean, she
really mumbles, and I make out something about make-up in her sentences.
That's pretty much all I can understand, even leaning close and asking
her to repeat herself. "It's important!" I say vigorously. "Can
I take a shower here?" She looks at me with a startled expression
on her face and finally says something clear and lucid. "Maybe next
Tuesday." That's eight days off! "No way!" I say, (Fin)
waking up, wondering how easy it'll be to kick her ass out of the apartment.
After all, I tell myself ... I own the whole complex.