Bright & Cheery Amnesia
Amelie’s not really sure what’s going on right now - she doesn’t particularly recognize the bedroom she’s in, and she really doesn’t recognize the shockingly attractive blonde bombshell she is apparently sharing a bed with.
Even if she had gotten drunk enough to have the kind of memory gap she’s currently sporting, there is no amount of alcohol that would have gotten her confident enough for this. Plus, she’s sixteen, Mama will kill her if she finds out that she’s been drinking.
Wait, no, don’t escape from reality, Amelie. Escape from this bedroom. Just slowly move out from under the covers and - WHAT IS SHE WEARING?!
Acting on complete autopilot as she moves, Amelie grabs the pillow that was under her and just ducks into the nearest door once she’s out of the bedroom. Crouching down, she holds the pillow over her face and starts screaming.
Even if she had gotten drunk enough to have the kind of memory gap she’s currently sporting, there is no amount of alcohol that would have gotten her confident enough for this. Plus, she’s sixteen, Mama will kill her if she finds out that she’s been drinking.
Wait, no, don’t escape from reality, Amelie. Escape from this bedroom. Just slowly move out from under the covers and - WHAT IS SHE WEARING?!
Acting on complete autopilot as she moves, Amelie grabs the pillow that was under her and just ducks into the nearest door once she’s out of the bedroom. Crouching down, she holds the pillow over her face and starts screaming.
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Badum dum ching.
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"You know, if you keep gazing at me lovingly you'll be hungry later," teased Apple.
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"Here," said Apple, handing her a plate of eggs as well. "You'll need the energy if we're going to be traipsing all over the town."
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If Amelie looks up from those eggs she'll just start blushing again so she is avoiding that.
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“...world?”
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It was very green out there with a charming old timey feel to it.
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What the hell has she been doing for the past few years.
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“That...sounds nice.”
She might get to hold Apple’s hand.
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There will be the most lewdest of handholding just you wait."All right, let me finish up here, and we'll clean up and go out. Okay?"
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A slight pause as Amelie considers the...’sleepwear’ she’s still wearing.
“Ah...could you help me find my suit, as well?”
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"Well, we've got a wardrobe now. Why don't we check that out then? The suit is hanging up there too."
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“Ah, merci beaucoup...”
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"We just had it cleaned too."
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Freshly cleaned suit smell! Hooray!
Amelie is pretty sure she remembers the way back to the bedroom, so she’ll just get to that now.
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"APPLE!"
Amelie rushes in with her shirt unbuttoned and without any pants, holding an envelope.
"This was hidden in my vest!"
She presents the envelope to Apple. Written on the front is
Instructions for Apple in case I suddenly have amnesia. Younger me, please don't open this!
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Smiling, she tucked the envelope into her dress and said, "All right, well then, I think we'll have the best day ever, if that's all right with you."
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"Oui!"
Older Her, you're amazing! Fantastique!
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"I was told to hug you first, and tell you that he made his choices, and it's not your fault. And the rest of the day should be happy."
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