𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑜
I bit my tongue and stared at the man before me, I wasn't getting the picture of what was going on. How could he forget what happened yesterday so soon? What happened last night? If he could remember me yelling at him, why not the basement? I placed the glass cup I was holding on the kitchen counter and rubbed my eyes tiredly. I don't know if he forgets things or if he was putting on an act, to be honest, I'm happy he didn't remember the kiss otherwise it would be awkward between us. I shut my eyes and reopened them meeting his curious gaze.
"You don't remember?...you know," I pointed nervously on my lips. Kinda trying to make him remember, what am I even doing?
I watched him pull the bottled water away from his mouth and stared curiously at me, "did something happen at this supposed basement?" He asked. I raked a hand through my hair, the words to say stuck in my throat.
