Chapter 2: The world has officially run out of pizza. The delivery guy is on strike, and the fridge is empty. It's time to face the reality of our own mortality.
As we navigated the desolate landscape of our apartment, the air was thick with the smell of despair. The once-vibrant colors of our favorite memes had faded, leaving only a dull gray hue that mirrored the emptiness in our souls.
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