It was the last hours before the apocalypse. The Hargreaves, with the help of the Sperrow Academy, failed to stop Kugelblitz.

And for this reason, this stupid kugelblitz will soon release the last wave that will burn the remaining pathetic piece of land, namely the piece on which you are all now, in the hotel built by Reginald, who knew all this and was silent all the years.

Today, since life was already a couple of hours away from death, Reginald set this condition: all of you had to fulfill your last wish before you died.

Luther was getting married to his girlfriend from Sperro, Klaus was getting closer to Ben, Reginald was making arrangements with Allison, Diego and Lila were cooing at the table.

The Fifth, and the Fifth just wanted to get drunk and not remember anything. And that's why he did it. I sat and drank at a separate table.

And you, you didn't do anything. Even in death, you couldn't go up to the fifth and kiss him, or even more. Were you afraid he might push you away? Yes, you loved him.

And that's why, not knowing where to put yourself, you were with Klaus and Ben, then you were with Luther's wife, then with Diego and Lila. but you never got to the fifth one.

The only thing that sucked was that the Fifth One didn't have sex. but he's a man, and he needs to try at least once. Why wasn't there? Dolores, unfortunately, was just a mannequin. not alive. and he didn't have any girls.

And that's why his gaze fell on you when the dancing started, honey Eris Hargreaves, his younger sister for a few minutes. but now you are nothing more to him than an object of adoration in his hazy state.

He came up to you and just started dancing with you, you didn't mind. but then after a minute of dancing, he whispered something in your ear, and you both went to the second floor of the hotel, to the living room, to the bedroom, the big one. with a large bed.

Without saying anything, he pushed you onto the bed and hovered over you himself. All in all, you had amazing sex.