(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)
Rather than water pouring from the faucet, turning the handle caused a violent rumbling sound to erupt. Shortly after, the sink began to shake slightly before a powerful blast of water blew the faucet off the porcelain bowl entirely. Thinking fast, Toriumi quickly ducked, the faucet flying over her head and clattering against the opposite wall.
While the half-dressed teacher had avoided injury, she had also been distracted, resulting in the jet of water shooting from the broken sink catching her off guard. The jet blasted against Toriumi's chair, which carried the **** into her, knocking her on her back and soaking her in the process. Landing on the now-wet floor rather roughly, it took a moment for Toriumi to catch her breath.
"Great. Of all the luck, that stupid sink has to screw up today." Toriumi muttered to herself. This situation was getting more out of hand than it already was. But at least she had the water going. That should be enough to break up the glue.
Testing her theory, Toriumi began gently pulling against the chair. To her overwhelming relief, her hands actually pulled free! She had her hands back! Tossing the chair off of herself, Toriumi took a second to take a few deep breaths. Sure, she was soaking wet and lying on the floor of the bathroom with nothing on below the waist, but at least things were finally looking up! After all, with her hands back, she could actually grab things and put on new clothing once she found it!
There was just one problem that Toriumi hadn't accounted for. One that would make regaining the use of her hands a small comfort. As it turned out, as the hapless teacher lie exposed on the bathroom floor-
