﹙I DON'T SMOKE ★﹚

ASHTRAY EXPLORED THE TOWN!

him and cherry had spend all day searching through the town for anything that stuck out to either of them.

"i'm hungry." cherry complained.

"me too. where should we go?" ashtray thought.

"how about that diner down the street?"

"do they serve pancakes?"

"in general? yes. at 8 pm? probably not."

"i'll beg them."

"classy."

ashtray giggled.

the pair made their way to the diner, a cozy space hidden between two towering skyscrapers.

lots of other people sat in the booths.

families, people on dates, stuff like that.

a woman with curly ginger hair approached the table, holding a notepad.

"what can i get for ya?" the woman questioned, with a grin.

"oh, could i get a burger?" cherry asked.

"sure. with everything?"

"just cheese, please."

ashtray made a face.

"like.. bread and cheese?" he asked.

"no. and the patty." cherry cleared up.

the woman giggled. "i assumed. for you?"

"could i get pancakes? and some eggs?" ashtray requested.

"of course. comes with bacon." the woman nodded, and clicked her pen. "it'll be right out."

"i told you." ashtray looked over at girl.

"whatever. still a weird time to order." cherry giggled.

the pair spoke about whatever came to mind.

it was so easy for them to be around each other. they lost track of time together. thankfully, the diner was open 24 hours a day.

the woman returned with their food, and ashtray dug in almost immediately.

cherry thanked the woman, and took a bite.

"this is really good." cherry commented.

"yeah. thanks for wasting so much money on me all the time." ashtray took a bite of his pancake.

"any time." cherry grinned.

ashtray's gaze fixed on her face.

he was glad to be able to spend time with her. every moment was strangely profound. time slipped away from them.

ashtray enjoyed listening to the sound of her voice as she recalled a memory more than anything.

he was so at peace in her presence.

his food would get cold if he didn't stop staring at her.

he'd probably dream about their dinner. he could feel himself growing more and more attached to her as the weeks passed.

every memory regained was just another reason to think about her.

she understood him in a way he felt nobody else did. she knew him inside and out. she knew how he felt before he felt it.

the ambience of the diner was a perfect way to end the night.

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cherry sat in the chair.

her makeup artist was still only mid-way through doing her makeup, which meant the photo shoot wouldn't be done for awhile.

thankfully, her favorite person texted her.

hi

omg hi

my fav

thought it was your door dasher

we're not on speaking terms

almost ❤️

k

where are you

not telling u

kys

why

bc u sent me a k bitch

U KYS

I SAID IT FIRST

who do u think u r

do u think ur funny

ik i'm funny

uhh okay sure

did u have breakfast

yes

did u

yes i had an acai bowl

clean girl aesthetic

SHUT THE FICK UP

and ur blocked

oh no

how will i cope

😕

u won't

u will spend the rest of ur life wishing
something happened between us. wishing u
hadn't messed up like u did. wishing we still
had something. wishing u remembered.

and then u DIEEEE

is that how you feel?

what

no

what are you talking about

i was joking 😭

oh

yeah

we should probably talk

no

go away

are you in love with me?

GO AWAY

WHO ASKS THAT

so you are

i'm not talking to u about this

you have too

this is so awkward

i don't want too

it'll be awkward forever if we
don't say anything about it

where this wisdom coming from

my head injury

oh 😕

IM SURE WERE TALLER IN
ANOTHER DINENSION U SAY WERE
SMALL AND NOT WIRTH THE MENTION
UR TIRED OF MOVINF UR BODIES
ACHING WE COULD VACAY THERES
PLACES TO GO TELL ME RHIS ISNR ALL
THAT RHERE IS VANR RAKE WHATS
BEEN GIVEN

i cant read that

but thanks

do u play fortnite

do you love me

STOP IT RIGHT NOW

i can't

i have to know

this is cruel

u don't love me

do u want me too?

of course i do

but it's not about what i want

u don't love me and that's fine but dont ask

i'm not trying to offend you

i just wanna know

leave me alone

i'm trying to be nonchalant

the way you look at me is anything but that

why is me loving u ur greatest accomplishment

it's all i know

you're all i have

fun fact this is manipulation

am i a master manipulator

sorry i'm not trying too 😭 that's
just the way that i feel

i don't know anything except you

not really

no i understand

it just feels horrible that i'm in love with
u completely but it's like

i can't explain it

i'm not the same person i was

and you feel confused?

yeah

kind of

but

i'm still in love with u

this is weird to say

it is

but i don't mind

i think that i kind of feel something for you
too but i don't know if it's because of you or
the connection we had before or because of
the memories or whatever

probably because of the memories

i don't know yet

if i ever find out you'll be the first to know

oh thanks

i gtg

alright

sorry for dumping all of this on you
before a photo shoot

no it's okay we needed to talk lol

see you at home?

i'll bring takeout

thank you

cherry frowned.

the makeup artist blotted away the tears, taking breaths and reassuring her that the makeup would be done in time for the shoot.

together, they sat in silence, for just a moment.

it would've been too hard to explain, anyways.

the love of her life tragically lost his memory and showed up on her doorstep after years of trying to search for her?

that she was still in love with him and he was still deciding how he felt?

he was still barely remembering who she was?

it all made her sick.

ashtray felt such a deep connection to her. he was so attached to her all over again. he didn't know how to feel.

it was just more pressure on top of everything else he had to do.

did he only love her because that was the only thing he'd ever known?

it was all he'd kept from his past life.

all he was sure of.

he loved her before, he could love her again.

was that wrong?

no.

he wanted to love her.

but was it because of who she was, or to make himself feel better?

he wanted to love her purely, not to regain some sort of memory.

he wanted to make new ones with her.