Weird for a random woman to ask some random stranger for her keys. Seriously, how would her keys even end up here? Magical teleportation powers? I shouldn't be concerned, I have a time controlling watch after all. Her figure exactly matched the other woman I encountered on the recent loop. Long dark black hair, with glimmering grey eyes. Exactly the same color, shade, and hue as mine. She asked the same question to me, yet again.
"Hello sir, have you seen my car keys?"
I yelled to her with a rough tone in my voice.
"Exactly how would your car keys end up inside my house, ever thought of that?"
Her face slowly forms a bright red hue. She replied with a nervous tone, along with her trembling grey eyes. She replied in a nervous manner.
"I apologize for wasting your time."
I had to do something. I met her twice, or maybe even three times? If so, I need to make sure that this is reality and not some sort of sick fever dream. As she slowly walked away from my front door, I quickly raised my voice at her.
"Hey. Do you remember ME, meeting you before? Like, twice?"
The woman replied.
"No, I don't remember meeting you at all. If you don't have my car keys, I might as well leave you to your own duties. I might've given you a rough time."
I quickly stomped my leg and yelled at her as she slowly departed from my front door.
"Please don't. I have a few questions to ask you."
She whispered to herself.
"Questions?"
The beauty slowly walks up to me. Her height was near my chest, short but not too short. She looks like a beautiful woman like no other. Her hair, her makeup... It's just what any man would crave for in all honesty. But, if I even try to get anywhere close to her, I would be federally charged, that's a law. I would be recognized as a sick pervert to the world. But, I could just rewind time and pretend that never happened, but that would also damage my mind as well. It's best if I just didn't interfere with her in general, and focus on my private actions. I asked her.
"Do you remember seeing a jet pass by?"
The woman replied.
"Well, yes. Actually, one passed by us right now."
I interrupted her.
"No, like a jet. A military jet that drops a nuclear bomb."
After my reply, she grew silent. She didn't answer, and she showed no signs of nervousness. She just stood still, quietly. Not releasing a single word. The thought of the chat conversation filled my mind. The chat that I seemingly entered by accident. The chat went to extreme lengths, like asking if it is right to drop a nuclear bomb in this city? Of course, it's not right to drop a nuclear bomb, what are you braindead? Anyways, I asked her.
"Why are you so silent?"
She quickly sneered at me and finally answered my question.
"I refuse to answer that question for valuable reasons. Now if you must, please don't go anywhere near me, or else I am forced to grab special forces and take you captive.
"Special forces?!"
She sneered at me, and yelled.
"Indeed. Now please, get out of my way, I'm busy."
She quickly places her palm over my chest and pushes me away with a rough and brutal force. The woman wraps her fingers around the shiny doorknob and quickly slams my front door shut. My eyes widened. What the hell was her problem? Why was she so silent when I mentioned the nuclear bomb jet? Wait, is she who I think she is? No, no way. She can't be the enemy, I met her two times. In typical anime, if you meet the same exact woman two times in a row, then she has to be with the protagonist. That's just how stories work, I guess.
The door is slammed shut, and I was standing there dumbfounded by the events that currently took place. I saw the same exact woman, and then when I finally got to meet her, I didn't speak fluently to her. However, I did manage to get a picture of her beautiful face on my cell phone. My cell phone is at the top edge. It took all my savings away, but I managed to get a touchscreen smartphone that is connected to wireless internet and such. I can use this to my advantage. By capturing moments like these with just one simple tap of a button in the camera app. Technology has been pretty advanced lately, not to the extent where it can power hovering cars. That type of technology is in its own century. Meaning, it doesn't exist. That's my point.
I quickly bent my head down to my watch and saw that the time exactly matched the direction of where my pencils were pointing at. It is Eight-O'clock in the morning, according to my watch. I analyzed it carefully. The purple glow reveals to me that I had ninety-six of something? Could it be the number of lives I have left, like a video game? Or how about the number of retries I get until I permanently die? I guess I have to find out by using this watch, multiple times.
Since I have her picture on my phone, I think I can search for her face and find out her name. She looks like she is important, well to me at least. Just the way she looks and that outfit makes her a lot more vulnerable to my eye. A smartphone that is connected to wireless internet and such. I can use this to my advantage. By capturing moments like these with just one simple tap of a button in the camera app. Technology has been pretty advanced lately, not to the extent where it can power hovering cars. That type of technology is in its own century. Meaning, it doesn't exist. That's my point.
I quickly bent my head down to my watch and saw that the time exactly matched the direction of where my pencils were pointing at. It is Eight-O'clock in the morning, according to my watch. I analyzed it carefully. The purple glow reveals to me that I had ninety-six of something? Could it be the number of lives I have left, like a video game? Or how about the number of retries I get until I permanently die? I guess I have to find out by using this watch, multiple times.
I quickly sprinted my way upstairs and dragged all my dirty laundry away from my foot. I hastily leaped onto my chair and lifted my laptop harshly. I was greeted with the same, cat girl background as before, along with the large white text box that reveals the words "Username" and "Password." I roughly typed both of them in and successfully logged on to my laptop. I clicked on the blue globe logo, and it took me to the same search engine with a starfield background. This was the background I previously used before I changed it the following week. Wait, it is not the time to notice past shit, I have to log on to Likitten.
I quickly slammed my fingers against my keyboard and typed in the exact link that leads directly to Likitten. Fortunately enough, the catgirl icon to the chat room was still there. At this time, I wasn't banned because I was mere seconds away before posting that offensive image. Hopefully, this should be enough to alter the future.
I hastily swayed my mouse onto the icon and slammed the right mouse button with my index finger. The icon was a cartoon cat girl with beautiful black eyes and fluffy cat ears. Followed by short black hair, and soft pale skin. Forming a wonderful view of the viewer. It quickly vanished and I was greeted with a long white text box followed by a vast vertical line of messages. Some readout, "Hey is anyone online?" and "Who has watched the new season of mew pew two?" As I scrolled down the countless messages, a brilliant idea popped out from my mind.
Maybe I can share the picture of that woman in the media chat room, and maybe I can get some clues of who this individual is. So I directly imported the image into my folder and quickly clicked the enter key and I am revealed that the picture of her was now sent to the chat room. After a few minutes a user that has the name, "Deterat1240" replied.
"Is that really a picture of Sarah? What is she doing wearing a sweater?"
I immediately answered the message, whilst almost breaking my keyboard.
"Sarah?