It wasn't the sea, but it was beautiful. Lauren took off her shoes and sat with her feet in the water; Andy pulled out his notebook and lay down to draw.

Everything felt eerily still, trapped in the moment, frozen.

A deer and her fawn emerged from the trees across from them, lowering their heads to take a drink.

If they had thought, five years ago, about what they wanted to do when they grew up, neither of them would have said this.

But then, they supposed, neither would anyone.

No one expected the world to actually end.

It was crazy.

Lauren watched the deer and smiled.

At least something was happy in this shithole of a world they had found themselves living in.