The Degradation

D - 37

"D – 37."

"What are you doing?"

"Countdown"

"No, I mean, why did add D? You don't usually do that. It's unaccustomed. I don't want you to write like that. It isn't necessary to change anything. Don't change anything. Don't do this, please."

"It's not the end of the world, I just wanted to make a difference."

"No, it's the end of the world, Louis. Don't change. Don't change anything else. Never do that again."

"I... Okay, sorry. I didn't think it was that important to you. I won't again."

"That's important. Do you promise me? Promise me, please. Promise me you won't do it again, that you won't change."

"I promise you. I swear I won't change anything. Please calm down."

"..."

"Answer me."

"..."

"Anonym?"

"..."

"I know what we will do. You'll go out for a few minutes, and then come back in, and we will pretend it never happened."

"..."

"I'll take your silence as a sign of consent."

[Ten minutes later]

"37"

"Thank you, Louis."

"You better?"

"Yes."

***

Because there are certain habits that become vital. Even the stupidest of them become the benchmarks by which we move forward. Three times to put the alarm to repeat in the morning before you get up. Drink only your favorite brand of coffee. Always sit at the same place at the table. Lace-up the left shoe before the right. Gestures become rituals, and if they aren't observed, everything will go wrong. All will be lost.

Anonym needs to count remained unchanged.