Another heat wave falls over the city as the residents sleep, some people being affected immediately and having the luxury of a nice air conditioner to deal with it, some are too dead asleep to even feel it.

As morning comes and Weber wakes up, he feels himself drenched in a thin layer of sweat and his sheets now a damp imprint of where he laid, great...

Tossing his sheets into the washer and powering it on, Weber puts on his running shoes and shorts, taking off his shirt to stay cool as he steps out of his apartment and outside through one of the doors.

It is already disgustingly humid as Weber starts his run, the sun beaming down on his body while he tries to steady his pace, his hat doing little to shade himself. But he has run in worse, is what he says at least to justify what to anyone else is a horrible idea.

3 miles and a gallon's worth of sweat later, Weber finally steps back into the slightly air conditioned hallway of his apartment, wanting nothing more than a nice cool shower and possibly a nap to reclaim the energy that was sucked out of him. But before he can get to his door, he spots his neighbor.

"Oh, hello there. Good morning to you, hope your apartment has cooled off."Weber says, still half panting. He realizes how he must look, sweaty and panting and tries to explain himself at least a little."Ah, it was... quite hot outside today. Do excuse my rather gross look right now."