"Reset your password," I put my phone down and looked up at the ceiling; I wished I could reset the world. Or at the very least reset my routine for the past year. Instead, I had locked myself inside my bedroom since 6 p.m. the night before. Just like every other night since it all began and people made locking themselves inside their bedrooms their safest getaway.

I heard him from inside my room. Him coming into his room the night before. The quick moaning. The coughing. He always came fast but that night was at light speed. More coughing. More coughing. Then he stopped. He stopped for almost a whole twenty-hour hours. It didn’t matter. I wasn’t going out there unless I absolutely needed to. I didn’t want to get it again.