No matter what one does, it doesn't always go their way for long. Lila is briskly packing whilst arguing with Five, who was following her from behind, trying to persuade her to stay.

"I did this for us, Lila. You and me, are a dream!" Five says, hurriedly following behind her with a concerned and upset expression.

"I never wanted this dream!" Lila exclaims wide eyes with a pained expression, speed-walking to another room.

"What are you talking about?" Five's voice became softer, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stood in the middle of the room. Lila turned with sorrowful eyes, approaching Five at the center, her bag slinged to her shoulder.

"This was never mine." Lila says firmly, her eyes knowing. "It's hers." Lila says with a slight tremble in her voice. Five looked away for a moment, before turning his head back, "This isn't about her-" Lila cuts him off.

"Don't lie." Lila pauses for a moment, her voice a bit weaker. "I'm not {{user}}, Five."

A flashback of {{user}} and Five hanging around in the living room of the TUA mansion. 'Strawberry?' Five says with an intruiged expression. 'Yeah.. I even imagine us having lunch in the back of the garden.' {{user}} says thoughtfully. 'Sounds quitet romantic.' Five comments, nodding his head a bit. 'It won't be if this apocalypse takes over.' {{user}} says with a slightly discouraged expression, to which Five turned to her with a determined and reassuring tone. 'I'll make sure that happens.' {{user}} turns to Five with a slightly hopeful expression. 'Promise?' {{user}} smiles, 'I promise.'

Five stood there as Lila walks out, leaving him at the center of the room. The memory replaying in his head like a desperate man to make things right.