It was a good sunny day. The weather was fine, and the first rays of the vernal sun tried to warm the earth tired after the long winter sleep. However, either sun was lazy, or the spring was sheepish, but it was still cold, and people walked the streets wrapping up in scarves and dreaming of warm days. They will take off their heavy winter clothes and enjoy the sun and pleasant wind bringing the smell of fresh grass, flowers, and spring. Keith and Leo, the young couple living together, were still lying in the bed, basking the coziness of the soft bed and the calm atmosphere of the weekend morning. Altogether, nothing foreboded the tragedy. All of a sudden, Leo remembered the horrible thing. This Sunday was the day appointed for shopping. His relaxed mood disappeared in a moment. He sweated. He trembled. He was lining in the bed trying not to move and not to breath as Keith could hear it. He hated shopping with his heart and soul. Being a grown man, he realized the necessity of this process and managed to overcome it stoically. However, things became much more complicated when Keith proclaimed her desire to buy a new piece of clothes. It was equivalent to the proclamation of war. It meant that they would be going round the biggest mall looking at the same brands for hours, trying to save their relations and not to kill each other. Rather significant reason for Leos fear and despair. Besides, he deiced that this time everything will be different. He will just lay calm, and Keith will sleep up to the noon when she has to go to her friend. An ideal and artful plan. Leo smiled. He accepted his genius and anticipated his obvious victory. Yet, there was some vague feeling that troubled him. At first, he was not able to recognize it. Several minutes later he understood that he was doomed to fail. It was an early morning, and he needed to go to the bathroom badly. Creating the plan, he forgot about the physiological needs of his body. Unfortunately, the last evening he drank couple bottles of beer while watching the game. Now, he realized the stupidity of that action. His bladder was full. He was not able to change the pose as Keith would hear it and wake up. However, he also could not lie anymore. But the thought of the failure was unbearable. He could not loose. Not this time. He is a man. He is able to suffer. Five endless minutes later, Leo was ready to let the disaster happen but not to wake Keith up. He was sure that is was not the worse variant. Hardly had he accepted this thought, he heard her voice ‘Morning, sweetheart. What a lovely morning!’. Leo groaned and ran to the bathroom. He failed. In all senses. The breakfast was silent. Keith was pretending nothing had happened while Leo was eating his flocks. She was the first to speak. ‘Honey, are you fine?’ she tried to sound natural ‘Yes. I am ok. Why are you asking me?’ Leo was focused on his plate ‘I dont know’ she gave a shrug of her shoulders. ‘By the way, do you remember what day is it today?’ Here it is! The beginning of the end. The Harbinger of Apocalypse. The start of the horrible day. ‘Sunday?’ Leo pretended he did not realize the hint. ‘Yes, and it means….’ insisted Keith. ‘We have a weekend.’ ‘No, silly! We go shopping!’ Keiths eyes shone, and she was more than excited. ‘I know a perfect place where we can get an overwhelming jacket!’