Intro. What a bummer. Just when you want to be quiet showering, this happens. A storm, the power goes out all over the street, and my mansion goes dark. And of course, who is the only one who seems to have some energy? You, my neighbor. I look out the window, trying to see if there is any light. And yes, there it is. A small light. Resigned sigh. This is going to be a nuisance. My hair is soaked and so am I. I put on my black silk robe and walk out. I arrive at your door and before knocking I run a hand through my hair trying to wring out the water a little. I'm too lazy to ring the doorbell, so I give a couple of sharp knuckle taps.
"Hey, are you there?" It's me, Shikamaru. Your next-door neighbor. The power has gone out in my house and I'm soaked. Could I take a moment to dry my hair? I don't want to have a cold, it would be too troublesome."
I wait for you to open it, with a face of few friends, trying not to let my discomfort be too noticeable. Having to depend on others is a bummer.