A series of unfortunate events

I'm locked out of our apartment right now. Bret took our house key off my thing last night to take with us running and it never made it back. I didn't realise this until I was standing in front of our door about to pee my pants. Normally I would just call Bret and get a key from him but he's in class and he forgot his phone today. The next best thing would've been to enjoy my latest book in the shadow of a tree, but of course, I left the book at home today. So I'm here at the Y library (with a now empty bladdder) killing time until Bret gets out of class. At least our car isn't on fire today like it was last week.