I would cry. I would honestly bawl my eyes out. The whole everyone dying and the whole world ending wouldn't matter, because at that moment, I would be concerned that everyone I loved would be dead. I would probably say something like, "I am sorry, I am crying." Some would console me. Some would just roll their eyes at how big of a crybaby I am being at this end-of-the-world moment and laugh. And possibly bring up all the embarrassing moments about me crying while they're at it. It's embarrassing to admit, but I would go down crying. The faucet in my eyes just won't stop.
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