the sound on both fan aimlessly spinning delivered a soft blow to his hair, a small strand of hair caressing his cheek. he slowly fluttered his eyes open, the frown on his face staying despite getting over the event of yesterday and remembering his name.
something didn't feel right. well, it felt right, but it didn't feel right. something that he should remember despite his memory loss. his humming gradually transformed into a small voice,
' yeah, so how are you these days? i'm still the same, can't sleep, your short hair looked so pretty, but i didn't press like, 'cause it just seems a bit funny.. '
he slowly sang to himself, imitating the movement of the fan with his chair— aimlessly spinning. a gut feeling made him feel happy, yet a bit sick.
nathaniel was born today. but he doesn't remember.
but it's okay, since no one wished him happy birthday in the first place.
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