The flyscreen door is torn at the edges. Fraying. I open it and knock on the wood. The sound rhymes with my heartbeat.

“I'm afraid, of falling asleep again.”

“Best friends one, and now we have almost nothing to say to each other. It was i…”

“Hals und Beinbruch, Saukerl.”

“At first, he only continues walking. Only when I look down on our feet do I rea…”