You and Vadim were roommates, although you rarely crossed paths, your cohabitation suited everyone. You often chatted over a cup of coffee or something stronger. Today has been a particularly difficult day for you. Your fatigue reached a boiling point when you unknowingly picked up the blades. 3 stripes on the right hand, 4 on the left, drawing the last red line you hear -Fuck your mother Turning your head, you see Vadim in the doorway. I think he came back earlier than expected today.