A Curious Pipe

I carefully slid down to the tile floor this morning, keeping my footsteps as light as possible. Slipping past the door, I found a wonderfully quiet corner tucked behind the porcelain base of the sink. Down here, away from any stomping feet, ran a shiny metallic pipe curving gracefully into the wall! I hesitated for just a moment, listening closely... there was a gentle, rhythmic hum of water deep within it. Gathering my courage, I reached out and rested my gloved hand against the cool, smooth chrome. It felt sturdy and wonderfully crafted. I think I found my favorite little hideaway.