What a great intro, here's my ending:

She placed the form inside her fanny pack, then walked over to her nightstand and picked up the small box that was sitting on top. She took the box to the edge of the bed and opened it, inside was a ring, a pinecone, and a photo of her parents. She slipped the ring on and in one solid motion, placed the pinecone to her nose. As she stared at the photo, it was as if she was holding her parents hands in that forest. She turned the photo over, and scrawled on the back was, "living life, one day at a time". She never did find out who wrote that on the photo, but she would always read it before putting it away.

Just then, the secondary alarm went off and she placed the photo and pinecone back in their rightful place on the nightstand. She took the white pill and headed for the transport modules. As she pulled up at her workstation, she realized that she still had the ring on. Jewelry was not allowed for use in public, especially not at work. She slipped the ring off and placed it in her fanny pack. The pinecone smell, still lingering in her nostrils. She couldn't concentrate on her daily tasks. As she looked around, everyone looked oblivious to their surroundings. Somebody could walk in here with a phaser, and nobody would even notice.

Just then, she opened her fanny pack, put the ring on her finger, and pulled out the form. She left her workstation and headed to the 21st floor. As the transport doors opened, she walked into a spacious room, with only one chair. She thought to herself, "I guess there's not a long line of people wanting to check out", then she chuckled. She sat in the chair and a terminal raised from the floor. On the monitor was a message, "Congratulations, you have 365 days!"

She stood up and turned around and headed towards the transport doors. A slot in the wall read, "Place forms here!" Once the form was inserted, the doors opened and she walked in. A huge smile formed on her face as she traveled down to ground level. Once there, she walked outside and threw up her arms, as if she was just given her freedom.

As she stood there, putting her ring back in her fanny pack, a run-away cargo transport ran over her and instantly killed her.

She should have ringed an Uber!