Occams Razor

Gary stood in the shower, the hot tap turned all the way up and still too cold for his liking. On the wall in front of him he had drawn a diagram using his favorite modern invention: the bath marker.

After adding a few notes to the side, he leaned back and frowned. Something just felt off with the whole thing. He placed a dot in the center, then looked at the long list of notes on the right wall. He was missing something extremely important.

Suddenly he lurched into motion, wiping down the wall and redrawing the picture with several key differences, then immediately next to it he redrew it again, except with more differences. He shouted, slipped, and fell to the floor of the shower with a mighty crash.

When he was able to stand again he wiped the wall clean one last time, shut off the water tap, then ran into his room where Ryan's old laptop sat. After mashing the spacebar he opened his internet browser and scanned quickly through his old searches.

He shouted again, louder this time, and ran out the door. He heard someone scream and he spun around shouting 'Trousers!' After putting his jeans on he grabbed his bag and ran off for Main Street...