Apocalypse Partys Over-hi2u <FULL · HANDBOOK>

Then he turned off the lights.

Inside, the bass was still thumping.

Leo walked to the main speaker, traced his finger over the graffiti, and smiled. Apocalypse Partys Over-HI2U

He turned and looked through the shattered glass doors. Fifty people, maybe more, were still dancing. They had been dancing for seventy-two hours straight, fueled by stolen champagne,末日-grade ecstasy, and the collective delusion that if they just kept moving, the end wouldn't catch them. Then he turned off the lights

“So what? We go inside, we dance faster. We make out with strangers. We pretend.” traced his finger over the graffiti

“Hello to you too,” he whispered to no one. To everyone.