In Poland.
When I wake up once again some works were going in flat above. While hearing it, I wanted to start cursing about it, but I had stopped myself from doing it as the bathroom has called me. When I rushed there, I spend some time there, and when I had finally walked out, I went to take a shower. While taking it, I could feel that my hair is growing more and more, and probably in some time, I will need to dry them more carefully, not leaving to let them dry by themselves. While having this in my mind, I walked out, and when I walked to change into boxers, I could hear water dripping. While hearing it, I walked to the bathroom, and while looking around, I could see that it's a stain on the ceiling. Small but still is there.
While seeing it, I put shoes on, and when I walked up, I started ringing to doors. While I was doing it, they were finally opened, and while seeing over, I said: "water is going."
"No," he said.
