Inmo adventures!

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Inmo always had a hard time remembering certain things. Especially when it comes to money, and the guild. Inmo would often forget everything the moment he walks out of the door of their home. They never meant to forget certain things that seem important. It just happens.

Inmo forgot about helping Ritchie get better, and instead helped him get worse. No one could blame them though, they had trouble remembering stuff.

Inmo stared at the water. They didn't like it anymore. Lucas had just come back, just to dump them! Inmo hasn't seen him in a really long time, and this is how it ends. What a dick!

Inmo soon forgets their sadness and anger, and goes to Ritchie. Wanting to help, but instead, gave him more beer.

"This one is empty, I should get more! Then, sir Ritchie will be happy!"

Inmo then forgot what Ritchie would do to them, what he'd say, what he'd make them do. All they'd remember, is how their body felt when Ritchie is around.

The way Ritchie would talk to them was like how Lucas used to. It felt weird, but not hated. Inmo could never hate Ritchie. Never ever.

Inmo held onto Ritchie, after what had happened. Ritchie was planning to leave, but they couldn't remember why. They wanted to. They just couldn't remember.

Inmo watched as Mario and David packed their stuff, and even the non important stuff. Which is actually very important, said David. Clothes didn't seem important to Inmo, but David is smarter, so maybe they are more important.

Inmo smiled as they laid down on the floor of the boat. Mario was still near the railing. His sickness getting the better of him. Inmo then crawled closer to Mario, clinging to him. Inmo then felt Mario's heartbeat get calmer.

Inmo stared at Ritchie. Either with love or hate. They'd never know. All they knew, was that this was their happy ending. Like, in the fairytales. They were just happy.