Prank day

Yesterday evening I walked out of my room to see Jonathan sitting at my desk, gulping down a glass of water.  For a second watching him drink made me thirsty.  I glanced around the room and saw my water bottle sitting on the desk where I'd left it earlier.  But it was empty and I didn't feel like filling it.  I asked Jonathan about his day and, during the ensuing conversation, forgot about getting a drink.  A while later, though, I suddenly realized I was still thirsty.  Instead of having to navigating around the pile of dishes in the kitchen sink, I  decided it would be quicker to fill up my water bottle in the bathroom sink.  When my bottle was full, Jonathan decided to let me in on his attempted prank.  He brought me over to the kitchen sink and showed me the elastic band he'd wrapped around the lever of the faucet sprayer.  "Turn on the tap," he said.  "Slowly!"  I reached over and cautiously pulled the faucet handle as if a snake was going to wriggle out of the tap.  A trickle of water dripped from the sprayer, while no water came out of the faucet.  "That's a sneaky little trick," I remarked, imagining the scenario that could have happened.  Jonathan laughed and explained that he'd tried to get me to use the sink earlier by emptying my water bottle and then drinking a glass of water, but it obviously hadn't worked.  After confessing, he started to unwind the elastic band, but I stopped him.  "Let's leave it and see what happens," I said.  "Bryn's bound to turn this on at some point."

This morning, I had just finished my shower when Bryn came home from organ lessons.  Right as I ambled out of our room to say hi, a bloodcurdling screech pierced my ears.  I dash the few steps into the kitchen, certain that a kidnapper had entered our house and grabbed Bryn.  The scene that greeted my eyes was quite different than what I'd imagined.  An astonished Bryn stood in front of the sink, staring wide-eyed and shocked at the sprayer.  Small puddles of water dotted the tile floor around her.  "I just turned on the tap and look what happened!" she pointed at the front of her dripping green button-up shirt."  Laughter burst from my lips and, a second later, Bryn, realizing how funny she looked standing there all soaking wet, started laughing too.  "What in the world happened to make the water come out of the sprayer instead of the tap?" she asked through giggles.  I worked to control my amusement, then showed her the elastic band and told her about Jonathan's plan from yesterday evening.  "Wow, well, I guess I got pranked today," she said with a grin.  "But I'm leaving that puddle of water for Jonathan to clean up.  It's really all his fault."