Crash!
A thing by Nakade.
Wake up.
### Crash!
A thing by Nakade.
<%s.love = false;
s.escape = false;
s.level = -1;
s.warnings = ['**A̵̮̝̻͎̗̬̜͍̖̮̳̝͚̒̈͐͛͑̄̉̓̿̊̓̀̅͘̚ͅĠ̷̡̢̗̩̻̖̲̪͔͍̦̞̮̠͙͋͛͐̄̓̈́Ầ̴̱͈̭̖̠̥͔͇͐̓̓͜Ī̷̟̹̙͕̏̀̈́͆̐N̷͙̮̖̜̞̟̻͌̉̂̑͑́͛̔̔̌̕͜**', '**A̶͈͙̤̟͆̌̔́̓̐̑͋̕Ǧ̵̡̹̯̰̫̦͛͒͆͠A̶̢̯̮̫̻̱͕̩̚Ĩ̷͉͖̹̓̔͆̓Ñ̶̨̢̹̱̠̰̺̻̪̞̗͍̎͒͗͘͝͠**', '**Å̸̡̢̛̦͙̟̜̣̳̫͔̭̩̩͎̞̠̠̲̹̭͍̩̯̙͖̀͗̄̔͊͊̑́̀͗̃̊̀͑́͘͘͠͠͠͝G̴̙̝̖͎̝̙̼̤̉̀̔́̑̑̓̕̕͝Ä̶͕́̈̓́̀̅͋̅͂̎̾̉̌͊̅̀̓̚͠͠͝I̶̧̝̙͚͖̫̭͕̼͖͚̣͔̺͎͚̱͍͑̉͂͆̍͋̈́̑̀̄̾̓͐͐̈́͋̑͗̄̋͘̕͠͝Ṅ̴̰̼̭̩̯̭̠̮͖̘̝̪̳̣̮̼͋̑̎͌̽̒̈̈́̽̈́͘͝**', 'THIS IS NOT A **G̵͈͙̮̺̓̎́̀͂̃̑̅̉́́͌̎̎͐̄̏̐͑̑̏̐Ä̶̛̛̯́̄̔͊̽̊̓̈́̀͗̇̓M̷̨̧̢̛̛̻̦̭͙̠̱͖͓͈̳̻̱̲̱͇͉̗̠̊͆̔̄ͅͅĘ̸̠̮̝̰͍̳̝͓̩̰̮̭̺̫͉͖̹̹̻͕̗̫͎͎̺̱̾̓͐͋̊͗̍̒̌́̒̂̈́͑̃̎̎̅̏̊̑̈́̚͘͜͠**', 'THERE IS **N̶̡̧̨͍͇̯̗̹̩͍͉̺̭͍̪͇̅̎͆̉͂͑̀̓͐̚͝͝͝͝O̷̧̬͉̯͎̭̲̖̰̮̤̹͖̍̈́͗̀̌͋̾͒̃̑̚ ̷̨̜͚̪͎̦̜̞̗͕̬̔͌̏̿͝W̸̙͇̉̓̓̀̊͌̌̈̓͆͑̚̚͘̕Ȁ̶̳̗̼̝͕͓̟̱̣Ý̴̨̤̹̝͓̰͖̳̺̹̦̭͈͔̌̿̃̇̉̂͜͜͝ͅ** TO WIN', 'THE CYCLE IS **F̷̧̩͔̐̌͐͑̆͆̒̾̈́͌̅̚͠͝Ó̸̢͖̪̗͍̯̩̥͝R̴̢̢̳͉̠͔̐͜͝E̷̛̙͛̏̅͐̋̃̐̈́͛̅͗̂́͝V̸̨͎̱̠̘̭̙̰̮̟̩̗̤̔͌̒̀͆̑͐͘͘͜͠É̴̢̧̤̭͍̠̺̼̘͔̙͍̙̫͚̃͑̃̈́́͆̑̔̊̈̋͗͘͜͜Ŗ̴͖͎̤̮̮̲̟̪̟̀̅͒͗͆̈́̊͂̾̽͠**', 'YOU CANNOT **Ë̷̛̝̪̖̭͇̜͍̮͚̺̫̜̦̥̹̃̒̐̒̌̀̆͌̀͒̈̏̔͌̐̉̄͒̊̋̔̑͐̎̌͛̈́͐͘͝͠͠͠S̴̢̢̢̛͙͚̱͕̱̗̩͉͍̤͚͖̪͍̳̙̪̼̘̺̼̒̃̀̒̓͂̅͋̄̒͆̾̅͒̅̅̈́́͒̆̈́̉̈́̆̀̃̓̕̕̚͜͜͝ͅC̴̨͖̲̘̘̖̯̥͎̘͈̰̖̹̖̝͙̮͇̙̻̝̩̘͕͖̺̪̙̭͓̬͖̬̰̣̬̠͛͋̋̏̈̓̊̑̈́͋̔͜͜͝ͅA̶̠̩͖̳͎͚̝̩̪̣̺̪͍͎̹͊͐͌̍̓̄́̌̓̄͒͘͝P̵̛̛̖̦̘̩̓̀̃͋̄̊̈́̍͗̍̅̈̕Ę̸̛͕͚̥͇̲̝̜͖̻̗͉̫͈̩͍̏̔́͌̀͗̓̊̄̊̓̐͛͌̅̿́̃͋́̔͊͘̚̚͝͝**', 'THE SITUATION IS **Ǫ̶̧̡̢̡̧̨̢̡̢̧̡͙̳͕̜̘̯̼̞͚̦̦̲̳̘̩͕̲̺͉̭̱̭͈̻͓͓̼͉͍̞̲̭̥̥̝̼̟͎̟̭̤̞̻̉͒͋̆́̓͊̈̽́̂͛̉͑̿̃̀͑̌̅̄͒́̃̽̅̎̇̀̅̒̓̍̓̋̒̿͌̅̽̂̾̀́͒̐͘̚̕̚͜͠͝͝͝͠ͅͅỤ̴̡͙̫̪̜̖͖̭̤̠̝̠̝̫̽͛̀͛͐̈́̍͂̋͋̈́̾̾͒̎̇͋͛̈͒T̷̛̜̭̆͑͐͒̒̏̇̀̏̊́̆̀͆̈́̄̇̂̂̚̚͘̕͝͠͝ ̴̢̧̡̨̨̛̛̖̠̙̮̯̹̮͎͕̥͉͙̮̤̗͈̻̣̬̭̟̠̰͎̻̪͕͚̳̰̙̯͍̝̫̲̳̙̹̗̖́̈̔͋̇͛́̐́̊̽͒̓̄̍͛͌̿͊́͆̔͌̔͌̍̀̉͆̂͋͐̓́̈́͗͒̉̊͆̓̋̔̍̎̚̕̕͘͜͜͠͝͝͝ͅŌ̸̡̧̡̢͓͕͚͈͍̣̬̺̖̙̱̲̻̫̝̟̰̝̺̜͙̬̝̝͍̪̝̞̥̙͇̘̮̒̔̄͆̉͆͛́͌̆̎́̓̈́̎͋̐̌̀͑̓̍̈́̅̓̌͌̈́̋̎͋͊̋̈̚͜͜͝͝ͅF̸̡̧̡̨͚̱̱͎͓̝͓͚̟̫̥̝̥̫͇̱͈͉̱̜̫̟̘̘̖̗̲̙̖̗̫͕̹͔͖̹̠̣͈̭̹̰̩̱͛́̈́͒͐̆͒͐̈̋̐͑̎̈́̚̚͜͜͜͜͠͝ͅ ̶̡̡̢̧̢̧̡̢̡̧̛͙͍͚̩̖͚̬̩̯͙͇͚͔̩̣̬̠̗͓̙̗̬͈̳̰̯͍̹̫̼̱̣͓̫̪̱̯͓̗̜̖̘̩͍͉̼̓̿̃̽́̃̋̇͗̒̌́̉͌͛͛̇́͛̽̔̓͐̑̇̊̋̽̇̆̈́͆́̂͑̅̇̓͐̃̂̌̎͑̊̂̂̓̃̄̈́̒̀͜͜͝C̸̢̧̡̛̜̪͍͕͈̞̲̠͕͚̝͙̮̩͖̞͉̺͎̘͚̜̦̥̩̥̫͇̤̦̦̜̲̤͐͗͊̂̇͛̊͋͂̒̿͊́́͒́̅͌̓̄̈́͒̊̂̇͆̾͂̈̓̃̔̌̀̎̄͒̑͆͘̕̚̚͜͜͜͝͝͝O̶̡͕̯̮̹̠̜̺͇̝̠̜͈͉̹̪̙͎̭͎̠͍̗͐̓̋̂͋͑͂̈͌͐̅̌̔͋̀̆͘͝Ṋ̷̡̧̡̨̨̙͚̥̙̠̬̲̥͖͓̯̱̬͉͖͈̹͉̯̰̺̟̮̻͖̣̫̭̜̙̙͈̪͍̯͖̹̪̻̬͎̭̱̻̳̼̀̊͑̓́̿̄͗͒̐̅̉̏͊͆͑̆̊̚ͅT̶̢̧̧̛̻͇̳̘̘͈̪͕͔̗̼͓͕͕͙̺́̀̈́͛̈́̾̒̉͑̓̍̒̋͑͂̍̈́͋̔̍̈́͛̊̎̊̕͘͘͜͝R̸̨̨̨͇̮͔͍͎̬̩̖̖̦̯͇̦̳̤̖͎̦̮̗̥͈̘̹̙̼̗̖̝̘̹̲̫̬̼̱͙͎̞̱͈̲̱͙̹̟̣̹͔̞̯̥̹̈́̋͋̑̆͒̅̓̄̃̽̅̈́͋̅͐̑͌͌̀̉̓̀̆́͛͐͋̽̊͛̅́̈́̀͛̇́̈́͌̀̀͂̽̒̽́̒̉͌́̕̚̕̕͜͜͝͝͝͠͝ͅͅǑ̵̢̢̡̡̧̢̢̢͎͍͈̹͈͍͕̜̱̦̘͍̳̮̻̮̹̪̝͚̳̰͖͔̭̖̖̲͍͚̹͓̤̯̯̫̣̬̺̪̠̪͈͖̳̩̗̘̤̒̌̀͑̀̋̆̈́̑̉̊̉̐́͋̿̓̆͘͠ͅͅͅL̷̲̘̪̿͊̉̃̐̈́̀̅͛̇̉͂͌̈́̒̓̔̑̅̅́̈́̎̈̀̐͒͋̀̋̊́͂̈̐͛̊̀̃̑́͌̎̈͊̾̂̚͘͘͘͠͠͠͝͠͝͠͝**', 'EVERYTHING IS **O̷̧̡̨̱̘̥̟̪̣͓̮̯͓͓͍̟̭͎͈͈̱͕̫͓̺̼͇̺̜̩̙͇͔̬̤̜͓͙͈̳͔̰̦̓̐̎͛̃͂̾̓̈͑̆̍͂̈́̊̏̓̍̓̈͛̓̉͊̽̇͐̋̏̾͂̔̓̋̃̓̀̑̏͑̃͋̄̒̿̇̒́̏̄̚̕͘͘͝͠͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝Ư̵̥̟̥̻̹͉̬̎͋̔̉͐͗͂̓̾̏̀̄̿͑̈́͂̂͊̊̈́͋̏̏̓̉̈͗̾̋͐̽̅̇͊͌͐͝͝͠͝Ţ̸̫̫̞̲̱̜̼͚̯̈̿̄̓̽̐͜͜ ̷̛̛̼̼̂́̂͐͛̍͋̏̽̈́́͑̈́̔̋̌͗̐̊͂̏̐̓̍̂͌͌̆̇̈́̿́̆̊͌̀̀̽̓͛̀̕̕͠͝͝͝͝Ǫ̶̨̧̧̢̘̻͍̟̼̙̲̥̺̬̦͖̦̹̥̯͖͈̜͔̗̬̬̦̘̬̯̂̄̉́̔̈́̽͌̈̓͐̄̆̽̽͛̀̆̊̇͑́̿͑̈́̋̇͑̊̋̓̈́̓̒̆̏̑̈̂́̆̚͘͜͜͠͝͠Ḟ̴̧͙͋̂̍̋̒̇̓̓̑̂́͌̓́̌͗̉͐̍̿̈́̔̍͋́͊̈̃́̽̈́̓̓͠͝͝ ̸̨̨̢̛͉̤̙̗͔̺͍͙̹͉̯̬̲͚̱̙͔̖̭̖͔̺͍̗̰̥̗̫͍̙̲̠̭͉̖͙̠̭̪̻̪̪̗̦̱͓́͑̎̀͂̓̅̈́̿̅̎̊́̐͊̆̄͒̓̀͌̈̍̓̀͛̂́̌͗̔͂̃̆͑̀́̍̋̽̾̅̏̎̐̂̉͛̿͌̃̆̓́̚̚̕͠͠͠͝͠͝Y̶̧̧̧̧̠͕̗̣̻̻̣͔̭̰̤̥̞̜̼̖͉̮̖̹̜̜͉͖͔̩͖͕̣̜̘̘̼̙̋͂̏̉̀̆̃̓̊̽͗̔͊̓̐̈́͊̍̓̉͗͊̏̋̂̆̕͜͠͝͝ͅͅͅͅÖ̶͚͈̖́̄̌̂͊͑̈́͗̾̽̀̈́̍̄̈́̒̽̈͛̃̄͛́̑̐̐̉̽́̄̄͌͑̂̂͐̾̒̓̇̒̅̈́̽̿̕͘̕̕̕͜͝͝Ư̵̢̧̡̡̢̡̢̡̙̼̮̟̬̲̰͇͎͔̙̘̰̥̼͎̻̙̙̳̰̹̜̹͈̝̮̮̬̜̰̣̖̺͈͉̓̓̌̎̌̈́͌̀̔͆͐͒͆̄̆͂͋͛̑̿̽̏̄̿̾́͒̐̍͒̊̒̈́́̇͂͌͛͗̇̚̕̕̕͜͝͝͠ͅŖ̵̡̢̧̡̧̼͎̭͈̩̞̱̖̞̪͈͓̬̩̦̙̜̻͖̩͉̜̰̜̼̦̱̳̯̫͎̘̳̰̭̦͈̠͙̘̦͇̻̠̺̗̱͉͉̙͔͇͉̈́͊̓́̎̑̓͐̈́̕̕ͅͅͅ ̶̨̡̛̤̱̯͙̣̟̼͙͖̮͕̭̳̺̲͎̤͚͙͓̘̺̙̜̤͖̖̳̜͚͍͇͔̟͕̳͕̣̩͓̳̓̇̏̓͊̾̓̈́̐͌̉̎̈́̋̽́̈́̆̀̋̆͗̆̂̊̒͑̎̃̉͒͛̐̆͒͒͋̏̑̔̅͘͘͝͝͠ͅḨ̶̢̢̛̙̞̠̠̗͚̞͍̘̣̺͔͚̫̞̦͚̥̖̙̩͔̣̙̥̮̙̰͕̣̜̫̇͛̏̓̊̓̓̐͆͐͘̚͜͜Ą̶̛̤̭̱̹̪̰̗̑̉̋̐̒̓͒̔̅͋̀̓̍̄͗͒̈́̔̆̈́̀̋́̂̿̕͘͘̚͝͝͠͝͝Ṉ̴̢̡̡̢̢̢̛̣͚̥̰͈̬͉͎͉̭͉͎̪̞͈̼͓̰͇̳̖͖͚̳͉͇̹̝̱̩̼̝͙̱͚̼̙̙̖̻͕͎̪̲̄̏̊́̀̆̓̏̑́͑̽̒̐̒͂̿̋̇͒̌̔̇̓̀͒̂͒͋̈̾͛̈́̈́͂̍̀̑̿͘͘͘͘̚͜͜͜͠͝͝͝͠D̶̢̢̛̛͕̯̼͈͚̳̤̺͍͕͖̙͉͔̪̲̠͚̩͙̩͉̪̪̯̩̬̳̖͉̯̓̎̃̀̾̿̈́͑̔͋̓͊͋̑̍̀̊̐̓̉́̐̄̈̑͌̔̆͊͆͒́̎̈́͋̅̊̔̃͋͘̕̕̕̕̕̕͝ͅS̵̨̡̢̨̨̛̛̲̠̺̟̩̫͍̫̬͎̩̩̲͇̳̥͇̬̣͇̯̫̠͉̗̣͚̣̺͓̬̪̫̗͚̝͕͙̱͕̰̮̥̥͚͍͕͉͇̘͕̣̤̩̗͐̃̄̎̿̑̅̀͆̒̋̓̀̈̒̃́͒̍̈́́̐́̂͐̽̀̅͋̇͋̆̀̇̀̈́͊̂͛̓̾̌̿̂̇͘͘̚̚͜͜͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅ**', '']; %>
[[Wake up.->Car Ride]] <% if (s.level < s.warnings.length) { if (!s.love) {%>
<span style="font-family:serif; color:red"><%= s.warnings[s.level] %></span>
<% s.level += 1 %>
<% } else { %>
*let go*
<% } } %>
You are on a car ride, sitting in the back seat. The scenery outside is nothing special. You've seen it all a thousand times before.
<% if (s.level < s.warnings.length) { %>
[[Keep Looking->Cliff]]
<% }else{ %>
[[Keep Looking->Bad End]]
<% } %>As you watch, the car begins to skid. Turning sharply, you notice that it has strayed onto a mountain path, the sea roaring to your right. A thin railing is all that separates you from the endless expanse of gray silence below.
[[This isn't the right way->Crash]]In an instant, you notice that the road stops ahead of you, blocked off by a landslide. The car is going to fast to slow down- you'll be forced off the cliff, into the sea.
What do you do?
You are sitting in your seat with the seat belt on. You are not bracing. There is a phone and a screwdriver in your pocket. The car door is closed and locked. The car window is rolled up.
* [[Assume the brace position]]
* [[Unlock your seatbelt]]
* [[Take out your phone]]
* [[Take out screwdriver]]
* [[Open car window]]
* [[Unlock car door]]
* [[Open car door]]
* [[Talk]]
* [[Breathe deeply]]
* [[Do nothing]]Dredging up some half-forgetten memory of an airplane safety instruction video, you tuck your head beneath your arms and brace yourself against the seat in front of you, straining uncomfortably against the seat belt as you do so.
[[Continue]]Fumbling around with the catch, you managed to pry open your seat belt with a gasp of liberation. You no longer feel as restrained as before.
[[Continue]] Swiping out your trusty smartphone, your finger automatically reaches for the fingerprint scanner, unlocking the device. What do you do with it?
* [[Turn Off]]
* [[Open Phone]]
* [[Open F-Book]]
* [[Open Vertex]]
* [[Open Tweeter]]
* [[Open Tick]]
* [[Open Tetromino]]
* [[Open Indignant Fowls]]
* [[Do nothing]] You have your trusty screwdriver in hand. What do you do with it?
* [[Unscrew seat belt catch]]
* [[Unscrew car door lock]]
* [[Unscrew back of phone]]
* [[Do nothing]]A blast of sea spray hits your face as you scroll down the window, briefly waking you from your reverie. What are you doing?
[[Continue]] What to say?
* [[Stop the car!->Autocar]]
* [[I love you.->Autocar]]
* [[We're going to crash!->Autocar]]Breathe in...
Breathe out...
Deep breaths...
Calm...
[[Meditation is a scam.->Continue]]Why bother doing anything? Really, all you need to do is compose yourself and simply... stop.
* [[Stop doing nothing]]
* [[Stop thinking about doing nothing->Continue]]With a loud crash, the car leaps through the railing, plummeting towards the ocean below.
<% if (s.escape) { %>
Somehow, you feel oddly at peace, despite having no control at all over the situation. It flashes through your mind that perhaps you've been here before, but almost as soon as you complete that thought the car breaks through and its water, water, water, water...
[[Wake up.->The End]]
<% }else{ %>
As you plummet towards the icy depths, you can't help but resist the idea that this is your end, that this is *the* end. You are disatisfied, unfulfilled, still clinging to life. The scene around you seems languid, almost dreamlike. All you have to do is...
[[Wake up.->Car Ride]]
<% } %>Holding down the power button, you smile as the phone winks off. Whatever your reasons, it is now dead to the world.
[[Continue]]With one easy click you pull up a dial pad.
Who to call?
* [[Call parents]]
* [[Call old crush]]
* [[Call friend]]
* [[Call emergency department]]
* [[Do nothing]] The internet is what it is, and you can't help but gnash your teeth and temporarily forget your predicament as you scroll amongst the heaps of idiocy that the system has been carefully curated to provide.
[[Continue]]Trying your hardest to avoid posts about family relations and tacos, you scroll down F-Book. What to do?
* [[Scroll randomly]]
* [[Check a page]]
* [[Do nothing]] You decide that you have time for one good Tick. It always gets you tickin'.
Unfortunately, the tick is some sort of maudlin adaptation of a love song, with the performer doing their best impression of forlorn love. It's not very convincing.
[[Continue]]One last tetromino before the end...
[[Continue]] The birds still have anger management issues. It idly crosses your mind whether recommending fictional iracisble birds to a licensed psychotherapist would qualify yourself for psychotherapy, but time is far too short for that sort of diversion.
[[Continue]] After desperately pawing around for several seconds, you conclude that industrial automobile manufacturing is a scam designed to impede the right of repair by making seat belt catches gosh darned unbreakable. You silently wonder why you wasted the final moments of your life in this way and move on.
[[Continue]] With eager hands you finally tackle the mystery that has haunted you since not-quite-adolescence: What *is* inside of a phone.
Unfortunately, what is inside of a phone consists of a lot of glue and anti-repair sentiment, combined with screws too small for your screwdriver.
[[Continue]] With an easy press you pull up the quick-dial number.
The phone rings once.
<% s.conversation = 'parents'; %>
[["Hello?"->Hello?]]It takes you a few precious moments to remember the number, but you manage.
To your surprise, she picks up after one ring.
<% s.conversation = 'old crush'; %>
[["Hello?"->Hello?]]Unfortunately, he's busy today. Although you have his number on quick-dial the phone rings
[[once...]]Somehow you remember how to call for help. You've never done anything like this before. They pick up almost instantly.
"This is emergency service, how may I help you?
[[Help!->Continue]]
[[I'm on a crashing car...->Continue]]
[[You won't arrive in time, will you?->Continue]]
[[I love you.->Continue]]
[[...->Continue]][[twice...]][[three times...]][[four times...]][[five times...->Continue]]What to say...
* [[Hello?->Continue]]
<% if (s.conversation == "parents" || (s.conversation == "old crush" && s.love)) { %>
* [[I love you.->Love]]
<% } %>
* [[Goodbye.->Continue]]
* [[I ate the tacos yesterday.->Tacos]]
* [[We need to talk.->Conversation]]
* [[...->Continue]]<% if (s.conversation == 'old crush') { %>
"I know."
<% s.escape = true;}else{ %>
"Is this because you ate the tacos?"
<% } %>
[[Continue]]<% if (s.conversation == 'parents') { %>
"Of course you did-"
<% }else{ %>
"What?"
<% } %>
[[Continue]] <% if (s.conversation == 'parents') { %>
"Is it the tacos?"
<% }else{ %>
"I- I don't-"
<% } %>
[[Continue]]**Thanks for playing!** (*You got the nice ending, good job*)
Special thanks goes to Brendon Chung for inspiring this not-adventure-nondeterministic-game.The car ride passes uneventfully. As you step out of the car, you can't help but feel as if something had ought to happen, but you never do quite figure out what. Smiling, you go about your day.
**Thanks for playing!**
Special thanks goes to Brendon Chung for inspiring this not-adventure-nondeterministic-game.If anything, the car door lock presents more resistance than that time you tried to unscrew the seat belt catch. What, are screwdrivers worthless these days?
[[Continue]] Unfortunately, you are riding in a state-of-the-art fully-automatic Nikola, and it has no way to reciprocate your sentiment.
Perhaps try someone human next time?
[[Continue]] The urge to move wells up within you. So many choices unfulfilled! So much life to live!
Time, sadly, disagrees.
[[Continue]] Watching humans play-act at a better life is always a diverting, if slightly depressing, task. Thankfully, you don't need to worry about long term detrimental psychological effects for much longer.
[[Continue]] Whose page?
* [[Your page]]
* [[Parents' page]]
* [[Old crush's page]]
* [[Close friend's page]]
* [[Do nothing]] Whirr-click.
*"ERROR- Identification failed. Please try again."*
Who thought it was a good idea to put fingerprint scanners on car door locks?
More importantly, why did you think it was a good idea to buy a car with fingerprint door locks?
[[Too late for regrets now.->Continue]]The car door's locked. Stupid safety protocols.
[[Continue]] With some light regret, you realise that you will never get to change your relationship from "*single*". Was work really that important?
[[Continue]]There's a light post there about the tacos being missing. You ate them, of course, but you never got to tell them that, much less say goodbye.
* [[Like]]
* [[Leave a comment]]
* [[Continue]] To your surprise, you see that your old crush has recently posted a picture of the two of you, reminiscing about old memories. You feel a brief pang of hope, soon subsumed by a much greater pang of fear. Emotions, as it turns out, are great at wasting time.
<% s.love = true; %>
[[Continue]]He's out fishing today. Probably won't pick up the phone until its too late. You decide not to bother him with the news.
[[Like->Continue]]
[[Continue]] Perhaps a like will absolve you of your crime, or at least provide some small relief.
[[Continue]]sorry mom and dada i ate all thetacos bye
[[Send->Continue]] You continue to read the article you loaded up before this stupid trip, trusting the issues to resolve by themselves.
<span style="font-family:serif;">Emotional defensive behaviour, or emotional distancing, describes a wide category of behaviours through which people attempt to avoid situations that cause anxiety or cause them to let down their guard by asserting control over their relationships, generally through distancing themselves from others. This stems from a mistaken belief that emotional vulnerability is a weakness or a dangerous flaw, usually due to past emotional trauma.</span>
[[Your faith was misplaced->Continue]]