Walking Down the Memory Lane

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"Who are you, Kim?" Copter asked him while looking straight to his eyes, trying to pierce through the cloud cloaking his very soul, the enigma he cannot understand no matter how much he try.

"What do you mean?" He just chuckled at the question. 

"Don't you fuckin laugh at me." Copter now stood up from his seat and placed his hands on the table filled with cans of beer, more than half of which are now empty. His eyes are serious, as if to communicate to the tall and handsome man in front of him his confusion and beg for answers, as he has no way of looking beyond his face value. "I am serious."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He tried to suppress his laughter. He's fully aware that Copter doesn't like it when he chuckles at his inquiries, it must be making him feel dumb. "I think you should go home. You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk." He denied the allegations, but that's what most people say when they are. Copter remained pressing his palms on the table, still looking at him with piercing eyes. "Who are you, Kim?"

"I am Kim, Warodom Khemmonta. You know that already." He said as he smiled, praying that this will end the inquisitions.

"Then why?" Copter now stood up, then slumped himself back into the chair. "Why do I have this weird feeling that I know you. Despite just knowing you for less than a week. I mean, it's like you are not who you say you are. Everything about you, and the circumstances around you, are all weird. It's like our meeting is not a coincidence. Like, it's planned. Since the day we auditioned, you were in every single place I go to."

Kim just looked at him with plain expression. Unreadable. Distant.

"Who are you, Kim?" Copter now looked at the glittering lights of the city below them

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"Who are you, Kim?" Copter now looked at the glittering lights of the city below them. They are in the bar of the resort high on top of the mountains of Patong. They are the only customers tonight, which is quiet expected as it is not yet the peak season for beach goers. The lights of the city below seem like dancing to a music only they can hear. "Is your name even Kim?"

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