A bike courier nearly drives me over!

I'm walking down the street, not thinking anything bad, when suddenly...

A courier guy drives right by me on his bike at back-breaking speed. On the sidewalk!

I take a quick step to the side, but I trip and fall to the ground: "Damn bastard!"

As I kneel there on the pavement, my knee hurting a bit, my eyes spot a small black gadget on the ground. Is that a remote? I pick it up and put it in my pocket, not really thinking about it. It's probably just trash, but somehow I feel like I should have another look at it in private. Anyway, my knee hurts slightly from the fall, and I’m still pissed about people being so inconsiderate in public spaces, as I resume my way back home.

I turn the key and enter the apartment. Phew! What a day… I feel exhausted! Now all I want to do is sleep, but I decide to head into the bathroom first to brush my teeth. As I do, I notice the weight in my pocket and I take out the remote. “Why did I even pick that crap up?” I think to myself as I head for the sink to brush my teeth.

Psssshhhh

Wait... what's that sound? Is Steven taking a shower? I turn and look into the shower...