I bought an apple yesterday, intending to eat it this morning. I like apples cold and crispy, so I left it by the open bathroom window. Then I decided to shower, so I moved the apple to the bedroom window. In the night, it was too cold to keep the bedroom window open, so I shut it, re-opened the bathroom window, and moved the apple back there. This morning, I forgot to eat the apple. As I was getting ready to leave for the day, I heard a gust of wind roll the apple off the sill, but I was running late and promptly forgot about it.
And that’s why there’s an apple in the bathtub of room 909.
UPDATE! When I returned to my room tonight, the apple had been neatly replaced on the sill.
King of States! 
i really hope they read this and you can bring them closure! I’m sure they are really confused!
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This is clever. I read it three times. Thank you for sharing this fun little story.
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You, dear, are approximately as mad as a hatter.
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Are you sure? Maybe you should re-read it; I’m pretty sure it makes perfect sense.
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..you’re probably right. But the fact is, I’m afraid to re-read it. And that recent hyphen looks funny.
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“Adventures in Housekeeping” is one of my favourite 80s movies!
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I was worried this was going to end with your apple eaten by not-you. Glad it wasn’t.
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This absolutely sounds like something I would do. lol.
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