As I expected, I came home to a silent, dark, and stuffy house. I stood in the doorway for a while, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, then shut the door and walked into my room without a sound. Feeling lazy, I just threw all my clothes (except my boxers) to the foot of my bed and lay down without brushing my teeth, showering, or even feeding PenPen. I could do all that tomorrow; right now I was too tired. I just sort of laid there for an hour. If I was so tired, why the hell couldn't I get to sleep? I figured that maybe I was too hot, so I got up and turned on the A/C. I fell asleep after a while.
The next morning was an exact repeat of the last, so much so that I found myself praying that I wasn't reliving yesterday; but I soon knew I wasn't. I saw the angst in Toji's eyes, saw Kensuke eying Toji suspiciously, wondering what was wrong, and saw… Kaworu? Kaworu was sitting in the very back of the class, his gentle but simultaneously smug eyes wandering around the room in a somewhat apathetic fashion. Hoping he wouldn't notice me, I sat down in my normal seat and tried to forget about Kaworu and focus on Toji's problem. After about an hour of fruitless brain-wracking, I decided that maybe I'd give up on him, let myself kill him, and just be over with all of this. I could cover my eyes, plug my ears, whatever, and that way I wouldn't have to know I was killing him. I could pretend that I was only taking the life of an angel, not a dear friend's with it… no, I couldn't do that. I momentarily scolded myself for having such atrocious thoughts, but then continued pondering for the rest of the school day. When it occurred to me that I hadn't come up with anything by the time the school bell rung, I began panicking. Otherwise, the day went the same as it as when I had lived it previously, until it came time to fight Toji. It was just the same, all the same. The same chaos, the same dread in my heart and knot in my stomach. All the same, except for one thing. My screen was flashing in the lower right corner, and slowly Toji's face materialized.
"Toji?"
"Hi, Shinji. I know I don't have much time, but I just had to tell you something. Please don't try to save me. If I'm not killed, this angel may end up causing horrible things, maybe even starting a Third Impact. Please, just let it all go the way it's supposed to, without giving it a second thought or being sad. You've been a wonderful friend; please just carry out my last request." He disappeared from the screen before I could reply.
'No way,' I thought. I wouldn't be able to live myself, knowing that I had just let him die twice, even if it was his choice. But suddenly, the past was replaying itself before my eyes. I was refusing to kill him, and Father took over, and soon, once again, I was brutally killing him: stomping, ripping, smashing, and tearing his eva, along with him. It was too much for me; my brain overloaded and I passed out.