The shelf was at the end of the bed in the room, so it was narrower than the one he had before. Only the shark tank and a second tank fit on the bottom; the upper shelves still held three if he pressed them together- the food would have to go elsewhere. As for the last tank, well, there was a shelf above the bed that looked like it was made of the same material. Pushing the bed out of the way and grabbing the desk chair, Rainer managed to install the tank on the shelf, finally plugging everything back into the power strip and plugging the strip in.
Ainsley had been in and out the entire time, carting boxes in and placing them far away from the fish things. When he saw what Rainer was planning, he shook his head.
“No way I'm sleeping in that bed. If that falls, you'll end up with a broken bone and fish flopping in your bed.”
“As long as you'll help me get the fish in water,” Rainer had replied to a disbelieving chuckle.
“Sure thing. Then I'll get a doctor.”
“Yes.”
But the room was back in order.
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