Apocalypse Partys Over-hi2u Now

“I’m tired of pretending,” Leo said.

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. Apocalypse Partys Over-HI2U

The music died.