[ WP ] In your Life you have the ability to mark decisions in your Life as `` Important Choices '' . At any time you are alive you can return to the last choice you marked , however only the last choice , and only once .

`` I guess this is it, the most important moment of my life.'' He handed over the last of his savings. It had all come down to this; 7 numbers on a ticket. He wondered why more people did n't do this, all financial worries gone, and no risk involved. 
 
 All he had to do now was wait. Wait for the numbers to come up, wait for the opportunity to change them, wait for his problems to be over. 
 
 He walked home to his crappy apartment, put another terrible ready meal into the microwave and turned on the TV. He heard the ping after watching 10 minutes of some shitty reality show and absent mindedly walked back to pull the soggy looking lasagna out of the microwave. He often wondered how many retries people had used up on reality TV, what a waste. 
 
 He stumbled back across the room and sat down to eat the lasagna straight from the plastic container. It had congealed slightly, but who really cares, by the time this had all be done with, he technically would never have eaten it. As he took his first bite, he realised that he would still quite like to not be eating it at all. Not long now. 
 
 He decided to use the remaining 5 minutes until the draw to call his mother. She was really the only other person left in his life, the others had all fallen out with him, died or dumped him. After a couple of rings she picked up. 
 
 `` Hi Mum.'' 
 
 `` Daniel?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, it's me, guess what Mum.'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` I'm about to become a millionaire, I'm going back to change the lottery numbers.'' 
 
 She sounded concerned, `` I hope you know what you're doing, you only get one chance remember. And for the love of god make sure you get the numbers right second time round.'' 
 
 `` I've thought it through Mum, do n't worry, and I think I'm capable of remembering 7 numbers. Anyway, the draw is starting now so I'll talk to you again when I'm a millionaire.'' Dan smiled at the thought, `` Love you Mum.'' 
 
 `` I love you too honey.'' 
 
 He hung up and put down the phone. It was time to concentrate. 
 
 A heavily fake tanned presenter walked towards the camera, giving the usual spiel about how life changing the lottery was. Dan felt comforted knowing that this time the spiel was true. The balls dropped in and started spinning. 
 
 `` 5.'' 
 
 Nope. 
 
 `` 32.'' 
 
 Almost. 
 
 `` 15.'' 
 
 Way off. 
 
 `` 39.'' 
 
 Well that's one. 
 
 It ended up being the only one, but that did n't matter now, what mattered was memorising them all. It should n't be too hard to remember 7 numbers, hell, he managed to know his debit card number off by heart ( thinking about it, this could well be a contributing factor to why he was in this mess in the first place ). 
 
 After about an hour of repeating those numbers over and over in his mind and writing them down on scraps of paper and the backs of unpaid bills, he decided he was ready. 
 
 Back in the shop. He walked over to the lotto stand and grabbed a slip with his clammy hands. It felt weird, something did n't feel right about cheating the system in such a way, but then again, anyone could do it. He continued. 5 9 15..., he took the slip over to the counter. 
 
 `` Just this please'' He got out his change. 
 
 `` Actually, I'll have a bottle of whiskey as well.'' Why not live a little? He was about to become very wealthy after all. 
 
 `` Very well sir.'' The cashier took a bottle from the shelf and placed it on the counter. Dan put his card into the machine and entered his PIN 
 
 `` I'm afraid your card has been declined sir.'' 
 
 Shit. The money is n't his just yet. 
 
 `` Oh, just the ticket then please.'' 
 
 `` Very well.'' The bottle was returned to its original place on the shelf, and Dan looked at the counter, feeling like an idiot. 
 
 Dan sat back down on his sofa, he was feeling incredibly tense, but also immensely excited.
