What If.

The phone rang at seven o'clock in the morning and woke me up from my sleep, which took just a few hours. I did not think something bad happened. I wasn't even thinking when I reached for the red phone, lifted it and attached it to my ear. I wanted to tell anybody who had just woke me up to go fuck himself so I can go back to sleep.

The sun rays were peering into the room through the crack between the blind, it made me squint. I was cold, because I forgot to fix the broken heating. My bare feet was touching the cold tiles on the floor, so every moment I had to wiggle my toes.

Then came a quavering voice. It brought the devastating news.