What to do if the reflection in the mirror is already more than a handful of some worms?Fucking dirt from the razor cut on his chin to his tousled pitch-black hair.After therapy in the hospital,in a fit of disgust for all living things,he rubbed soap into his skin.And then he lay exhausted under working the tap with hot water.

—Mother didn't call?

David asked through sobs and raised his head higher,looking at you:you are a complete him,the only thing that separated you was the death.