Amnesiac
You let out a heavy sigh. Might as well answer it.
You creak open the door. A guy is standing, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Here's you pizza." he says, a hint of strain in his voice.
"What?"
"I said, here's your pizza. I was instructed to deliver it to this address."
"Oh, yes, of course..."
"Have a nice day. That'll be 100 currencies. Though of course it's already been charged to your account."
"Yes.. you too..." The interaction has left you stunned. Your lips feel strangely dry, and the words coming out of your mouth felt almost alien, foreign. How long has it been since you spoke?
You creak open the door. A guy is standing, tapping his foot impatiently.
"Here's you pizza." he says, a hint of strain in his voice.
"What?"
"I said, here's your pizza. I was instructed to deliver it to this address."
"Oh, yes, of course..."
"Have a nice day. That'll be 100 currencies. Though of course it's already been charged to your account."
"Yes.. you too..." The interaction has left you stunned. Your lips feel strangely dry, and the words coming out of your mouth felt almost alien, foreign. How long has it been since you spoke?