April 1st

The End on April 1st

Anna

Every year we used to go to a really cool rave that changed its location every time and came with a totally different concept so that no one got bored, and we had a big surprise every time.

Although the locations weren't the most extravagant, the set-up made it all. Within a year, it was all in a huge basement where we could leave our luggage in lockers in all the tunnels leading out of it.

Other times it was in a cave that seemed to be at the end of the world, or in an abandoned mental hospital. The latter being the most terrifying but also the coolest of all the editions. We felt like we were surrounded by spirits, and if you smoked some you probably had all the panic in the world on your shoulders.

This time, the event took place in an abandoned train station with thousands and thousands of platforms. It was, as usual, one night only, so it was inevitable that we would have somewhere to leave our luggage or more important things. As for me, I always had a bag of necessities with me, like any girl, including assorted clothes in case I had to change my outfit or in view of the weather which may or may not help with the atmosphere.

Everything was set up in such a way that you had the impression that you were on a carousel, maybe a carousel of emotions, maybe a carousel of dreams, each with what they could. The platforms were long and gave you the impression that they would never end. Nobody really knew what it was like at the end of them, even though we were all young and curious, nobody took advantage of it.

I had my locker on the 3rd platform, however they were all extremely lively. The platforms were very colorful, accessorized, each in a different style. My platform was in the baroque style, everything was pink and refined. We had sofas, wallpaper, because all the platforms were covered exclusively. Some even had chandeliers depending on the style chosen, or paintings, architectural reliefs and so on.

I chose to talk only about my locker because for the first time since we met, Ivan had to come separately, running late and thus not having access to the locker area. I was used to never being alone so it was all extremely strange for me.... I didn't talk to anyone and just smoked or plonked myself on a couch with my nose in the phone. I already didn't like anything that was going on even though I was looking forward to this event and everything around seemed wonderful.

But I was looking forward to it because I wasn't feeling well at all, I had already met some of our friends, but I didn't want to stay with anyone else. I simply felt half, and not whole. I was in a bad physical state already due to my mental condition, and I was always looking at the entrance hoping it would show up.

Everyone had crowded into the train station itself, abandoning their belongings and worries on the beautifully decorated platforms, I wanted to take more time, but the party had already started, and I had finally proposed that either without Ivan, I was going to participate and enjoy the moment. I joined some friends who were sitting right on the edge, so I still had visibility, and I was trying my best to consume a glass of whiskey just because the drink really doesn't go in without him, I don't know if there is some connection, but that was then.

Finally, he appeared next to a chick, they were holding hands and I could feel myself dissolving with their every step. I tried to walk forward, so I couldn't see anything I didn't want to see, and it seemed I could drink all I wanted, even if I was drinking with a friend of ours. Because now it was all ours, nothing just his or just mine. Throughout the evening, all I did was completely forget what I had seen earlier and simply enjoy myself and everything went according to plan with the help of a drink.

The event took place on April 1st, by the way, but I had completely forgotten this detail and in the end, when I was heading to the platform, nothing was in the previous place, nothing was in the previous place, all the cabinets were gone, and the platforms seemed the same. Honestly, I didn't need such a surprise after the previous one made for my sake Ivan, and I actually felt like I was going crazy from all points of view. I was walking quickly along the platforms looking for something known and already super panicked and, what to see, I had even met Ivan, I had, who seemed to be looking for me and confessing that he had been doing this all evening. I was exactly the person I never wanted to see again after holding another girl's hand and possibly kissing her without breaking up with me beforehand or at least talking.

All I was able to do was ignore him, but he kept after me, not allowing me to have a moment of peace. Already I could not bear to not even find my luggage or see him trying to talk to me without even hearing him. We ignore it, both visually and verbally. I felt worse and worse like that, so I went to the toilet trying to recover at least a little, but all I could do was cry without stopping even if there were beats in the door nonstop, even if he was even trying to get in on me, even if I could hear myself from the outside, I didn't want to see anyone. It all took about 3 hours, 3 hours of crying nonstop, I felt like a zombie. I went out, and he was still there, sitting in a long chair on the door. I ignored him and went out next to the platform that, to see, had become the same again, so I went straight to get my luggage and change, I had already vomited on my clothes, and it was more than necessary to change them. Apparently, both the stage with the platforms and the one with the land of that hand girl were a hoax of April 1, but for me they had already surpassed this stage. I went to change and then I went straight home with Ivan, whom I still did not want to see, following me. He didn't hear a single word of my mouth.

Ivan

We used to go to a very loud rave every year. Every time change the concept and location so there was nothing you could not like there. It was on April 1st, and of course I prepared a big prank, like every year. Like them, probably.

I have prepared everything in detail, I am a master of pranks. I found out the location would be in an abandoned train station but I was sure everything would be special, as usual.I found out even the farce they were going to do it so I chose to arrive later, so I do not have a closet because it will be related to their farce with that, and I don't want to be the "injured" one. The thing was that I come later and, what you think, in the company of another lady, we will see how it will end, but probably with quarrels and extremely funny.

As I had previously mentioned, I arrived later by hand with a girl who was my cousin. I didn't want to become so close to an unknown woman, and I was aware that I had not introduced her to my dear Anna. As I appeared I saw that it changes at our sight and I expected it to come to ask for explanations, I was looking forward! Unfortunately, it did not go exactly according to plan, it simply disappeared, I searched for hours, but it was undeniable. I did not enjoy even a second of the incendiary atmosphere but I was just looking for it and the worst part is that I could not find it. Our friends told me that he was not feeling well earlier and I was stifled by a sense of guilt and fear.

I finally found her but I couldn't get a word out of her, not even a word, she ran into the bathroom and I went after her to calm her down but that didn't work either, she came out after a few hours but she pretended I didn't exist anymore, and that's what she did until she went home and I tried to accompany her. I couldn't believe anything that was happening, I didn't want to just disappear from her life, but that's what she chose, at least, for now.