(Someone important. He recalls most of the memory enough and he tries to go over it again in his own mind. There are parts... that don't make sense to him. Places that feel empty or fuzzy. The harder he tries to fill in the blanks, the more impossible it feels though...
... So he chooses not to linger on it.)
That's too bad. (He speaks lightly, casually. It's hard to feel loss when one doesn't know they lost something in the first place.
(He's never been close to anyone in his life) (His classmates are his only friends and he still keeps them at a distance)) I'm not really close to many people, to be honest.
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Something you lost here then? She seemed pretty important.
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... So he chooses not to linger on it.)
That's too bad. (He speaks lightly, casually. It's hard to feel loss when one doesn't know they lost something in the first place.
(He's never been close to anyone in his life)
(His classmates are his only friends and he still keeps them at a distance)) I'm not really close to many people, to be honest.
(He's kind of a big faker.)
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If you say so?
[ everyone in that memory seemed... close enough, she supposes? but she doesn't know enough to say either way. ]
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Anyway he shrugs! He doesn't appear bothered but... he'll definitely think about this more later. He can never leave his thoughts alone.)
It looks like we both shared things we can't remember too well, huh?
(What are the chances ... when you're losing memories every week hah.)
What do you say? I remember for you and you remember for me? Until we can remember for ourselves.
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[ she smiles. ]
But that's fine with me. I'll keep your memory safe.