Ranma picked up a small tea kettle and started to fill it from the tap. However, the sink chose that moment to leak. It wasn't an ordinary leak. Like many things in Ranma's live it was violent. It sprayed Ranma with a small geyser of water, throughly dousing the now red-headed martial artist.
Ranma just stood there, drowning her disappointment in the deluge of water. The liquid that triggered the curse promptly puddled on the floor, spreading over the floor rapidly.
Thinking quickly, Ranma reached into the cabinet under the sink and grabbed the cold water pipe. Debating for half a second, Ranma finally just squeezed the pipe shut. Well, it was mostly shut, but it did stop spraying everything.
Ranma got up and ran out of her apartment, forgetting for a second that the water had plastered her shirt to her chest, or that her boxers clung to her buttocks and legs. She didn't even think about how see-through her undershirt had become. Nor did she think of her bouncing feminine breasts as she ran down the multiple flights of stairs.
When she hit the lobby, she didn't even think of how sexual she looked in her girl form. She didn't even understand the reply "Yes please!" when she yelled out:
"SERVICE!!"
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