Gregor’s grey, muddled eyes moved slightly, suggesting thoughts. Lifting his shaky hand, he pulled off his oxygen mask and said, “I want… another cigarette…”0

“Another?!”0

Nana jumped to her feet and turned into a middle-aged woman. With a furious expression, she snapped, “The cigarettes are killing you! Two packs a day? Of course you’ll get cancer!”0

Gregor had turned into a middle-aged man, too. He tore off the tubes connected to him. “If I hadn’t broken up with you, I wouldn’t have started smoking to get through the heartbreak!”0

“Oh, and you’re blaming me now?!” Nana became twenty years younger, a college student. “Who broke up with whom?!”0

“I just didn’t think the long-distance relationship would work!” Gregor matched her age.0

“Then why did you seek me out to get back with me?” Nana shouted.0

“Ugh, I’m not arguing with you about this! I just mean that it’s all part of my precious...0