[there's a lot that doesn't make sense. that's normal. getting a scrap of understanding, some context for his life -- where he's been, who he knows, what he knows -- that's the strange thing. it means his frustrations are justified, that there's still things left in him that can remember.
and remember he does: a chilly alleyway, an answer to a call, an empty apartment, a kiss...]
Ah...
I wasn't...supposed to forget...
[Blue's eyes squeeze shut, his heart stung by guilt. he'd done so to remember him. and he'd forgotten.]
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and remember he does: a chilly alleyway, an answer to a call, an empty apartment, a kiss...]
Ah...
I wasn't...supposed to forget...
[Blue's eyes squeeze shut, his heart stung by guilt. he'd done so to remember him. and he'd forgotten.]