[ WP ] You are the only person left on the planet after everyone disappears for some reason . You spend your days posting pointless status updates to facebook , when one day , a stranger likes your post .

Awake. From my bed I smell familiar smell of the cat litter that wafts through the apartment. There seems to be a more pungent smell of feces this time, although I ca n't be sure. I had moved the litter box into the closet, as I'd prefer to keep it away from me directly, and the cat does n't seem to mind. I seem to remember changing it last week, could have been the week before that but it's hard for me to tell at this point. It can go another day or two, I do n't mind it all too much, and I'm already starting to get used to it. It was probably just in my head anyways. 
 
 I begin to look around for my pack of smokes, always good to start the day off on a high note. Having been without the sweet taste of a cigarette in days past when the money ran dry, it's always a sense of comfort to know I've got some around. I found the half crumpled pack at my bedside and immediately lit one up, always making sure to put the lighter back in the pack, and the pack somewhere obvious as not to lose it in this horrid mess. A cup of water from a few days back is on the chair I've used as a nightstand for the past few months, and as my normal ashtray of another commandeered cup from a while back is on the desk across the room, I think it will work nicely as my new bedside asher. It's best to be practical with these things. 
 
 I suck down the last of the tobacco, getting that tinge of heat and taste of when the filter starts to burn, and drop it in the cup with a fizzling sound of the bit of cherry left going out. On my feet as I take the few steps over to the fold out table in which I've set up my desk area. Moving over plates and shoving old fast food take out bags on the floor beside my chair. It's always nice to have a nice area around the keyboard and mouse to work with. 
 
 A bright ray of sun shoots through the blinds and hits my eye, what a pain in the ass this is. Luckily it's just on the horizon and should be all the way down here shortly. Internet appears to have no lag issues despite not having paid the bill in a few months, some frozen burritos, and enough smokes to last me through the night without having to worry about chain smoking a few occasionally. The start of a good night in my book. 
 
 The browser lights up to the default blank page as I start to wonder what I should start with. I've got the game forums, oh, maybe some new news on the football team. I think they were playing someone big this week. Man, I really hope they win, how exciting would that be? Facebook, oh, well sure. I've always enjoyed looking at the pictures of people that have long since gone. Remembering them and the good times we had together can really pick me up sometimes. Feels good. 
 
 Wait, what is this now, a message? I think this might be like an ad or something, maybe facebook telling me about all the new features I do n't care about. It's, a message from Steve... 
 
 `` Hey buddy, long time man. Have n't heard from you in a while, hope everything is doing ok. I was thinking about you today, and just thought I'd like to see you. Hit me up, I'll buy you a beer at the usual place.; )'' 
 
 Steve, he always was a good friend. My doubles partner in Varsity tennis in high school. Man, if he was only a bit better we could have made it to regionals. Anyways, oh, yeah, I was having a lot of fun playing some League of Legends yesterday, I'm going to launch that up. Time to kick some ass! 
 
 // not entirely on point, mind just flowed
