It was a sunny not out of this world day. But our main characters seem not to appreciate this wonderful weather. “We can’t be together!” Amber shouts frustratingly. “Why?!” Krystal shouts across with the same intensity. “You know, why!”.

“I don’t! Care to tell me?”

“Well, . We’ve been at this for months!”

“If you just stop resisting we won’t!”

“Why can’t you just understand?”

By now, even if they were just at it for a few minutes, Amber gives up because she’s tired. Her heart’s tired and Krystal, the love of her life, won’t let her rest. “I’m dead, Krystal.” She paused, as if thinking what to say next. “I want the best for you. Go out, meet people. You will find the one where you will feel at heaven. Krystal, I love you… but… I’m ING DEAD! WHY CAN’T YOU JUST ACCEPT THAT?!” She loses it, telling your love to find someone else breaks her heart all the same. It was almost the same when found out she’s dead. How she’s gone crazy. Cried like crazy. Shouted like crazy to the world how dare they done this to her and to whoever did this.

“And why can’t you accept that I love you for who and what you are, stupid.” Krystal moves a little forward to assess if Amber will back away. “Whatever this is. I’m fine with it. Just let me be wi