[ CW ] Two men meet to decide the fate of the world . Dialogue only , 250 words or less .

“ So, this is what it ’ s come to? ” 
 
 “ That does appear to be the case. ” 
 
 “ I ’ m talking about the end of the world with my brother, the posh twat. Exactly what I wanted to do with my Saturday afternoon.'' 
 
 “ I am not your brother, Noah. ” 
 
 
 “ Not really. Still, you ’ re a posh twat. ” 
 
 “ If that is what you choose to believe, then so be it. This, however, should not be the subject of conversation. ” 
 
 “ That ’ s the best thing you ’ ve said. Well, you ’ re the fact kid. Tell me what the hell is going on and why half the subcontinent seems to be on fire. ” 
 
 “ I am not a child. ” 
 
 “ You ’ re 13. That counts, Alex. ” 
 
 “ I am merely two years younger than you. ” 
 
 “ Just tell me what we need to know to end this stupid apocalypse thingy. ” 
 
 “ No. ” 
 
 “ Twat. ” 
 
 “ You are a frightful simple-minded abomination to all the senses.'' 
 
 “ Shut up and tell me. ” 
 
 “ Okay. Some transparent asteroid-like object has broken through the Earth ’ s atmosphere and has been magnetically attracted to somewhere in the centre of the scorched area. ” 
 
 “ Right. There's a lot of deaths. ” 
 
 “ You know that how? ” 
 
 “ Someone told me there's like, 2 billion. That ’ s over a quarter of the population. ” 
 
 “ Who, Noah, is that someone? ” 
 
 “ It might ’ ve been Calla. ” 
 
 “ I think I made it rather clear that you are not to mention my sister. ” 
 
 “ Well, I think the end of the world is a good enough reason to break rules. ” 
 
 “ I am not letting the world end. ” 
 
 “ I am. ” 
 
 `` Ah.''
