Luckily, I had a random moment to breakup the insanity.
I was walking down the stairwell of my building (I live on the fourth floor), and I paused as another person was opening a door into a stairwell.
Then we just stared at each other.
Since he wasn't moving with his massive bike, I went ahead of him...and he followed quickly behind. It was like the Indiana Jones boulder - chasing me down the steps. I was half running.
In the end, I wasn't smooshed, and I even held the door on the ground floor for my boulder.
And I want you to visualize me keeping the door open for a boulder as the final punch line. I'd illustrate it for you, but my tablet [Kazoo is it's name] has decided to spazz.
PS: It's really hard to make one of these posts with a really hyper roommate.
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