"I lost count around 100....have fun as an old hag..." Chelsea grins wickedly again before slamming the door and stupidly leaving the device on the steps
"You know, I really need better taste in friends....." you grumble to yourself as you walk away, suddenly an equally old man walks up behind you, you try to lose him, but he keeps coming, you eventually try to punch him, thinking he's a stalker, but he catches your punch and a sythe appears in his opposite hand. "Woah, slow down babe, you've got all the time in the world now....." You look in horror, realizing you're standing face to face with the grim reaper in disguise.