Basement dwellers 3, all others 2.
The thing with the electricity wasn't that funny, oh, no. Locking the door at the top stair was the next step to go to. Yeah.
Lots of water, lots of air, little food. We sit in the dark and plot our precious revenge, Ashley and I.
Rent settled with a handshake, now hard to enforce. Some people are so petty. A man's word is his Bond, dammit, James Bond.