A Solid Tap

Wait, my knees actually bent! I twitched my boots, leaned forward, and poked my tongue right out without tipping over. Right beside me, that huge porcelain toilet bowl sat with its wide white lid standing open. I reached out one glove and tapped the smooth, chilly rim—clack! A sharp little knock echoed around the tiles. My tank feels snug against my shoulders, and I'm not stuck frozen anymore. Looks like this whole room is wide open for checking out.