I carefully placed a wet towel underneath the ceiling fan and laid myself down. With each movement I made sure bare skin never touched bare skin. The heat wave was unlike no other, with DVDs melting and the aquarium needing to be topped up daily. Even the fish were sweating.
I yelled out to Cheryl who was watching basketball in her room, "Holy fucking hell is it hot. How is it in your room?"
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