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While I waited for the water to warm up, I faced some production problems. First, where could I settle the phone? I had to find a place to keep it dry and, at the same time, the spot should allow me to stand before the camera under the rain. It took me a few tries until I figured it out. After moving the corner rack closer to the door and settling the phone on the top shelf, the frontal camera only showed me as a foggy figure. Shit. So I opened the window and mixed some cold water to keep the steam at a minimum.

But I couldn’t close the cubicle, unless I wanted the video to show only a dark shape behind the door covered in water drops. The rain didn’t reach the phone with the open cubicle, but it would flood the whole bathroom. Not like I had any other options. Shit. I would have to mop the entire floor later.

Whatever. I just wanted to be done with it.

As I walked into the shower, my eyes fell on the solitary bead on the narrow basin counter. I hated the thought that crossed my head