Oliver: What does it feel like?
Lloyd: …Like being underwater.
I don’t wanna does that make me a terrible shallow person.
He’s so soft.
Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.