Remember Me √

It'll never be enough

You woke up and blinked at your surroundings, as you stared at the ceiling of the bungalow, a slight blush crept onto your face remembering your dream. You looked to your side, Newt sleeping there peacefully, breathing in and out in a steady pace. His face was content with a slight smile, as if he was dreaming pleasantly.

You laughed slightly at this, everything that had happened had been so intense, this was the eye of the hurricane, quite, but just a moment.

You savored the moment, your head no longer hurt. You knew soon you would have to wake Newt. You'd need to search for clues as to what happened to your memory.

You felt conflicted, you'd gotten attached to this man in the short amount of time that you knew him.

It was painful whenever you were around him and he mentioned something you should remember but, you didn't have many memories to hold on, nothing of the great times he'd mention.

Even one dream could be savored for weeks, but you craved to remember more, pushing yourself to the brink of breaking down sometimes.

Pushing yourself to think, but thoughts just got more jumbled. You turned to face Newt, you were tempted to brush the curl out of his face that had covered his closed eyelids.

You studied his face, attempted to count the freckles scattered across his handsome features but failed miserably only getting to 22 before getting hopelessly lost, he had a sharp jawline, long eyelashes, and nice cheekbones. You ran your finger across his jaw. He was an intoxicatingly interesting person, because he was so introverted.

Suddenly, he stirred in his sleep. You pulled back your hand cautiously. His eyes fluttered open he looked at you. You achieved a small smile before turning the other direction as a bright blush appeared on your cheeks. You somehow miraculously managed to stutter out.

"I-I'd like to do some investigating today."

"Yes" - he yawned- "I think that's best, I'll make breakfast and you can get prepared for the day." He says groggly sitting up and stretching his body out.

You get up and also stretch, you hearing your bones pop back into their satisfactory places as your muscles move and seem to groan as you take your first steps of the day. You had to change out of the sweaty sour smelling night clothes.

After asking Newt for help about spells, you try one yourself, concentrating on the outfits you've seen women wear on the streets, you think of one you'd like to wear.

(Some period accurate outfits you could choose below!!)

And then with a simple flick of your wand your outfit changes like scales on a chameleon into the outfit you had thought of, paired with your trench coat and scarf. You smiled brightly at the dazzling outfit. Ready to set off into the city.