the countdown [] phan

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time left: 1 hour, 3,600 seconds until match made

1 hour.

1 bloody hour.

one hour until my life officially ends for good.

there's no going back.
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i get dressed in my doge t-shirt with black jeans and my black converse. after a quick fringe check, i bid goodbye to my mother and walk out the front door. seeing as i have about another half-hour until phil's train arrives, i take my time walking, trudging my feet and thinking heavily. the train station appears more suddenly then i expected and i begrudgingly walk in. the clock on the wall reads 12:10. my clock reads 6 mins, 321 seconds.

after standing for a while, i feel an uncontrollable urge to pee. deciding that meeting phil with soiled trousers isn't the best first impression, i go to the bathroom. after using the bathroom, i wash my hands and then push the door open. or i try to, at least. i push harder. no luck. bloody door's locked. i check the time on my phone; 12:15.

crap, i need to get out of here! after a few forceful shoves, i stumble out of the bathroom and scan the platform for a red plaid shirt that he said he would be wearing. i don't see him. my clock reads 1 minute and 20 seconds. i hope he gets here before my 'match' does.
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