Schmidt woke up feeling strange, the room seemed different, yet oddly the same. Nothing was out of place, everything looked correct, yet he felt like it was wrong. He stood up and made his way to the door, his nose filled with a sweet smell wafting in from the kitchen, What was that? He opened the door and found himself face to back with Jessica Day. She was talking to Winston about something, both of them in their pajamas, acting oddly secretive.

"Oh hi Schmidt" Winston greeted him, sounding a little off.

"Hey" Jess turned around quickly. Both of these people looked normal, yet weirdly new to Schmidt.

"Hello" Schmidt smiled, trying to hide his confusion. "What is that sweet aroma?"

"Candle" Jess blurted out, abandoning them and hurrying to her room. Leaving Winston and Schmidt alone.

"Well...You see" Winston smiled "Jess dropped a bottle of rosé and it shattered, leaking the sent everywhere."

"What!" Schmidt exclaimed, "She spilled her bath water poison all over my palace!"

"Um..I guess" Winston muttered, making his way to his room.

Schmidt honestly didn't care that Jess spilled some rosé, I mean Nick spilled beer all the time. He still felt weird, like something else had been spilled over his life..but what? Schmidt made his way down the hall, passing Jess's room, hearing the sound of Taylor Swift through her door. Passing Nick's room, the scent of beer inhaling him as he scurried past. Passing Winston's room, his eyes meeting Ferguson's, he then found the bathroom. Nick at the sink, brushing his teeth. Winston washing his hands. Jess in the shower. Schmidt smiled at his friends.

"Hello" Schmidt announced

"Hey" Winston responded. Nick muttered something, and Jess said nothing.

"My boys" Schmidt laughed, walking over to them. "I find myself feeling a little off today, and I think you know what will help with that."

"Sex" Winston turned around, to dry his hands. Nick spit in the sink and then spoke,

"Alcohol" Nick smiled.

"Guys" Schmidt yelled "No sex, no alcohol...just good old fashioned-"

"Don't say it Schmidt" Nick warned

"Shopping" Schmidt's face light up as the words escaped his mouth. He loved to shop it always made him feel better, and today he was feeling very off and needed some better.

"Yes!" Winston exclaimed, a goofy expression plastered on his face. "I need to buy cat food for my little man"

"Winston!" Schmidt screamed "No!...We are going clothing shopping, not god dang hillbilly cat food shopping."

"Chill man" Winston responded.

"Can I come?" Jess emerged soaking wet from the shower, her dripping hair placed perfectly on her pale skin. Her big blue eyes shimmering in the water. Schmidt watched as Nick's jaw dropped, trying not to stare..but Nick was kind of in love with this girl so that was hard.

"Of course" Schmidt smiled "Just put some clothes on, preferably a large coat."

"It's ninety-five degrees outside Schmidt..I will not be wearing a coat." Jess laughed, making her way out the door.

"Dude!" Schmidt punched Nick's arm

"What?" Nick came back to earth, looking confused.

"You just stared at Jess for I don't know...way to long unless you are planning on killing her!" Schmidt yelled

"Give him a break Schmidt, he loves her...what do you want him to do?" Winston said as he left the room.

"Oh I don't know...tell her." Schmidt rolled his eyes

"Really?" Nick laughed "Are we going there?"

"Sure why not?" Schmidt smirked

"Cece" Nick stood his ground. "Have you told Cece that you are crazy in love with her?"

"Not the same" Schmidt muttered

"What was that?" Nick laughed

"Cece is a goddess Nick...Jess, Jess is just a girl, a normal girl, that anyone can get."

"No Schmidt" Nick growled "Jess is amazing, smart, beautiful, funny...she is perfect and I am way below her...she is better than me."

"You can't be bellow her, she...she is a teacher who sings all day and drinks Rosé."

"Yeah, well I am a bartender who drinks all day and can't even accomplish my one goal of writing a good book." Nick smirked, and then pushed past Schmidt, leaving the room.

Later that day, at about seven at night Schmidt, Nick, Winston, Jess and Cece walked down the street. They had been shopping for hours. Nick and Winston empty handed, Schmidt had many bags full of things he didn't need, as well did Cece, and Jess had one new dress. They walked, and talked. Nick watching Jess lovingly as they walked through the street, Winston on his phone, Schmidt and Cece talking, none of them noticing as a big bus came towards them, hurling down the street with no sign of stopping.

"Move!" Nick yelled, pushing Jess away, the bus smashing into him full force, blood painting Jess's face, as she screamed. Winston, Schmidt and Cece were all ahead and already out of the street, but as they turned around they all saw. Jess on the ground, covered in blood, screaming her lungs out, and then Nick...laying lifeless in front of the bus, blood all around him. Cece ran to Jess as fast as she could, Winston dialing nine one one. People surrounding them, the bus driver screaming, saying he didn't see them. Only then..in all the commotion did Schmidt realize why he felt so weird all day, because it was the day his best friend was to die, and the world was trying to tell him all day.