You ought to try, at least...
Many things to do in Fallen London, love. Have you found an ambition yet? They're the options in blue and span most of your journey.
Ah! Keep it in the sink! Surely cold water will at least keep packaged cold food from going bad. And tomorrow, I mean, if it's not resolved by then, you might be able to knock on doors and ask for ice.
Oh, Pap, you said it yourself: The building is old. Anything could have made the fuse blow. As long as you have ice it should keep the food relatively cool, okay? And if you can get more ice, maybe borrow it from some neighbors? I'm sure they'd be kind enough to help you there, if it's during the day.
Ah, Pap! I don't think it's your fault, calm down. The landlord has to be in a phone book, no? At the very least. You can look, can you not? Look for their phone number. Maybe it's happening elsewhere too?
=/ I know how that feels. I had a boss once that fired me when I told him I was pregnant. He was the same guy who told me I had to go put on make-up if I ever came to work without enough of it on, held an interview with ONLY women and didn't hire the most qualified one, because she was "too ugly"... I could go on. Trust me, I know the shitty feeling of being "let go".
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