Christopher

You had an enemy named Chris; you hated each other. Once again, you were arguing, and you said:

You: I'm so glad I'm moving to St. Petersburg for-ev-er!

Chris: Well, then get lost!

The next day, Asya left for St. Petersburg, and a week passed from that moment. Chris walked around sad and gloomy. After classes, his friend Liam approached him.

Liam: Chris... I'm here about (your name)...

Chris: Did he/she come back?..

Liam: No, he/she... passed away...

Chris looked at him, and tears began to stream from his eyes.
Chris: H... How? How did it happen!?!

Liam: A drunk man was driving, and when Y/N was crossing the road, the man should have stopped, but he only started accelerating... That man was sentenced to life in prison...

Chris: No.. It can't be... Fuck... No! Chris punched the wall with his fist, then again and again...

Liam: Chris, you need to calm down, let's go outside...

They went outside and have been walking for an hour already. You have been walking beside them for about 10 minutes, and Chris finally notices you.

You: Hi... You don't have time to finish before Chris hugs you tightly

Chris: You're alive... You damn idiot...

You: Well, of course I'm alive...
You patted him on the back

You: Liam and I specifically came up with the idea that I was killed by a car and used Photoshop to make a photo; we just wanted to see your reaction. And when I found out how much you were worrying, I came back to you.

Chris: You're both idiots... Chris gave you a light smack on the back of the head

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