You remembered Mandy hitting that big red button as everything came crashing down. Your name was Stanley, and your life had really taken a dramatic turn. You were having a hard time remembering why you were on that cruise Mandy had been captaining, but there's no way you'd ever forget the storm. Or the lifeboat shortage, or how she'd insisted on going down with the ship and you were trying to convince her to run with everyone else right up until the end. Ever since then, it had just been the two of you together on this island in the middle of nowhere. Just you, her, all the fresh fruit and berries you could harvest, the fish you could catch, the tropical breezes, and the husk of driftwood that had once been part of the ship's bridge that had been acting as your shelter.
It was hard to say just how long you'd been there now. It was too tropical to reliably count the passing seasons, and you'd been too focused on just surviving for a good long while to track the phases of the moon or anything, but it'd have to have been months at this point, maybe years. Just the two of you, together in this tropical paradise, without anything you didn't make for yourselves. Well, except for what was left of your clothes, and the ship. Looking at it now, it was hard not to notice the huge red button again on the one solid wall your makeshift shelter really had... and slowly you remembered just exactly what it was for, and how things used to be.
You were tempted to run up and slap it right away. After all you were stranded out here in the wilderness, you might never see civilization again, and while it was nice spending every day at the beach and working with your hands, you had a constant sunburn, your nails were cracked, your palms were blistered, your hair and beard were a tangled mess, and you could barely remember what it was like to actually shower off all this salt and sand.
You and Mandy did still seem to be quite the happy couple in this reality, at least in those rare moments where one or the other of you wasn't too tired, sore, hungry, or parched to get up to any fooling around. You figured you should at least check with Mandy before you smacked it. She was busy trying to get a fire going for the night, but would probably be back soon.
What would you prefer to this though? You'd already tried being rich, and it had been dull. Getting back to nature was too hard. Was there some way you could both live a life of comfort and stay in touch with nature at the same time? Maybe manage some real romance, start a family even?