I find myself on a beach, with many beachfront mansions nearby. My friends and I decide we all need to throw a party later that night and so we do.

I was with my wife and a number of our friends, and we were in a downtown area when we heard very loud noises coming from down the main street with all the traffic on it.

I was walking around with my friends downtown like any normal day, but we all were inside individual bubbles.

A few friends and I burned an American flag in my grandparents' backyard.

I was going to a mall with a friend on our bikes, when we got there we found that men and women were spread out in the mall, each in each middle of the mall.

My best friend and I went grocery shopping completely naked and decided to go to a film screening after that I needed to go to for "work" where a lot of my professional colleagues and icons would also be.

My friend and I were at an unfamiliar farm and we overhear two people.

I find a body in a small cupboard, I try telling my friend about it but she ignores me like I'm uncool.

I am in a bakery with my family and I am eating a donut which is quite messy.

I returned to the city in Romania where I was living before the outbreak.

It was the 19th century, and I was living in a cabin without electricity or running water, in the prairie.

Lockdown was partially off—you could go for a walk and I was in the street with my childhood friends from my neighbourhood.

I saw that a friend and I were sitting in an old buildings verandah, overlooking a big field with trees that grow red flowers.

A friend invited my boyfriend and I to go boating with her and some friends.

I was in New York City (a place I have not been). It was the end of college (which is also true for me IRL).

My childhood friend just returned from travelling abroad and I was going to his house, because I work for his parents.