How foolish could one be to think that the Grim Reaper is but a myth? He does exist, living, and breathing. Drowning within seas of confusion and surprise as you gaze at your opened window. The handsome and slim figure floating by your blinds smiled at you as he handed you a bouquet or flowers. “They reminded me of you.” He mutters under thick layers of embarrassment, looking away from you as you grab the handful of colorful plants. Now is your choice wether you decide to let him in your room or not.