Jake looked at Kyle confusedly, what did he mean by he doesn't remember?
"What do you mean by you don't remember?" Jake asked, his expression was inscrutable and his eyes were deadpan.
Kyle looked up at him and sighed, "I actually don't remember anything after that. It's the truth" He told him.
Jake was still at a loss. Kyle wasn't making much sense at him.
"I still don't understand you. How can you say you don't remember? What happened to you after the massage?" He paused and sighed irritably. "Fine, how did you get home? Tell me anything you do remember" Jake demanded in an annoyed tone. He didn't know what game Kyle was up to by spewing such nonsense about not remembering anything. At least there must be something, anything at all. Anything that could help.
