For all that's true, for all you do

[shuttermouse]

[ A note goes up on the fridge shortly after Chie signs the chicken petition on Monday: ]



[ Come 6 pm, she has prepared some coffee and tea so people can have something to drink while watching the shenanigans that will happen, as well as hot sauce as penalty for refusing a dare. So come here and have fun, y'all. ]

Comments

[shuttermouse]

It was the same for me last night. I'm positive it was a memory, because it was like I regained four lost years of my life. Now I feel like I'm twenty, not sixteen.

[blazeit]

So that accounts for a bunch of the years between how old you thought you were and how old the Conductor thought you were, huh? I mean, if they really are memories.

... Isn't it really weird he doesn't know why there's a discrepancy to begin with, though.

[shuttermouse]

...It's really weird, yeah.

And if my actual age is 24, then I've still got four years left to remember.

[blazeit]

Maybe the other four years will come next week?

[ Or maybe somebody has to die for the memories... yeah, he doesn't really like that option, so he's not going to bring it up. ]

[shuttermouse]

Maybe. We'll just have to wait and see.

[ god she hopes they will, she doesn't like knowing that she has amnesia. ]