The river was close, and the house only had a tub, the houses didn't come with showers. Vergil still needed to look over the furnace and figure out how the hell to clean the gutters before it gets much worse. He missed being able to pay people to do these things.

"the upstairs seems to just be an attic. I went up, all of the rooms are a straight shot, like a shotgun house." He knew the term from hearing people speak real estate. Basically meant all the rooms went in a line. "It is pretty much empty up there, but there are more closets." He offered with a shrug as he tried to wipe some of the sweat off his face.

"There is no bucket, but a few large pots we could fill from the sink. All of the water is cold of course." He added as if it added insult to injury. "I have yet to go look over the furnace, at least I have experience with that." He didn't yet know that the hot water didn't run into the kitchen, but it at least ran into the bathroom. "Point, the rain will be useful there."