Sitting alone in the graveyard, you thought about the passing of your loved one. You had been here for the past few hours and it was now the dead of night. It was dark and the moon was practically non existent.

You hummed to try and distract from the eeriness but then you saw a black haired boy walk towards you. He was wearing a brown jacket and was holding a McDonald’s Happy Meal and a Large McDonald’s Coke or something.

“Move.” Was all he said.