Theme: Five Natural disasters, week 4 (flood)
Fandom: Weiss Kreuz
"Nothing's going to happen this week, right?" Schuldig said, murmuring threateningly in Crawford's ear. "No eruptions, earthquakes or raging infernos?"
"No," Crawford said dismissively. "And any killing will be purely recreational."
"Speaking of which, where's the room service?" Schuldig said.
"Give a good tip when it gets here."
"I'll give a tip all right," Schuldig muttered, loading his pistol.
Hours later, they finally got out of bed. As Schuldig ranted about bad service Crawford strolled to the window and looked out, appalled. Water rushed past, a foot below their fifth floor room.
It was entirely possible he needed a retuning.