the year is 2035. the world has been torn to shreds by an alien entity. the rich ruling class is all in bunkers while everyone else fights for scraps and attempts to survive in the wasteland. one person in your group has access to a phone. the internet is made up of scattered celebrities and influencers continuing to post on IG and twitter to hardly any likes or comments.
suddenly, a notification. from playboi carti. the person clicks on the fresh IG story while everyone in the group gathers around the campfire and looks on in anticipation. only one word is seen, in all caps and in red font.
"soon"
i want to f***ing die
bruh im kid cudi i made that s***