"Is there some sort of script we need to follow? How did we meet? How did we start dating? Why did I leave?"
"Why did you leave? From what we all hear you just disappeared."
"Gee Alexi, how many people did you tell about me?"
"Everyone. I told you, I spent four years looking for you."
"Wow, you were committed. I'm surprised you never found me."
"You were good at hiding."
"Back to the subject at hand. Why did you leave?"
"Ask Alexi."
"Oh my God, we're going back to this?"
"I'm just saying you should know the answer."
Rolling his head back, he groans in frustration. The fact that he can be so sweet to me yet still not recall what he did wrong is astounding. Was he kicked in the head or something? Does he just have amnesia from that one moment?
"That subject is a sore spot for us, but it should hopefully be resolved in a few days."
"Can the two of you at least pretend to be amicable in front of others?"
