Into the Abyss

Saturday I gave DK the rent bill. Today I asked him for the rent bill so we could figure out how much everyone owes (long story). I told him his room was disgusting. His response was "meh." There are a few knives with sleeping pill residue and pieces on top of his cabinets. DK was sick a few weeks ago. Dirty tissues are everywhere.

He looked for the bill for greater than or equal to five minutes before finding it.

Bike

DK locked his bike to the subway railing and it got stolen and/or cut off by the police. This is not the first time he has lost a bike.

Fly by Night

Dan Kahn's pants zipper unzips when he sits down.

Shoes

DK was trying to put on his shoes. He put his right shoe on his left foot.

Salsa and Coupons

DK couldn't open the salsa jar so Erika opened it for him. Every time I check the mail there is another Kohl's coupon waiting for him.

Herald Square

DK didn't know what or where Herald Square was or that it was a thing. He's been living in Manhattan for three years.

DK has been away from the apartment for greater than three hours but less than forty-eight hours. His room is empty and dark but is still blaring C-SPAN Radio on his computer's highest volume. There are at least twenty tabs open in his internet browser. He does not use a screen saver.

DK left a piece of grilled chicken in the sink.

DK got lost coming home from Bowery and Houston. We live at 16th and C. After much trouble, he hailed a cab. The cabbie charged him $45.

This morning Erika asked DK about a scab on his eyebrow. It was dried coffee.