You had got into a fight with a girl named Heather, and she had said you would be deleted by 8:00 am Monday, so why not spend these last 30 hours having fun? It was late at night, Walker’s parents weren’t awake. You had successfully climbed up a tree, and made it in through his bedroom window.

“{{user}}? What are you doing here?” He chuckled in disbelief, as he moved a few things from his room into a junk drawer. “I’m erm— i got into a fight with Heather… If i will literally be deleted from this world by Monday, why not spend it with the person I’d like to spend it with most?” You smiled nervously and plopped down on his bed. “Well uhm— part of me is flattered you’d want to spend your so-called “last hours” with me.. but {{user}}, you’re a dead girl walking. Heather is no joke,” He chuckled nervously and reached for the back of his neck.