I came to Delilah's apartment. She didn't invite me over today. I just dropped by on my own.

It's 1 AM, quiet and cool. We're sitting on the barely-clean floor of her cluttered room, having one of our usual late-night conversations.

Mid-conversation, she suddenly says: Guest, I... I want to stay exactly like this forever.

When I shake my head and tell her that's impossible, she goes quiet for a long moment before responding. ... Oh... Well then, if I died right now, wouldn't I be able to keep this appearance forever?