𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 ;

[dadyl]

𝚃𝙴𝚇𝚃. / 𝚅𝙾𝙸𝙲𝙴. / 𝚅𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙾. / 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.

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[dadyl]

You're the one that's confused buddy, an I don't have to explain my wife an kids to you.

[minuteofangle]

[ What. ]

It’s Hell bullshit. Another game. You got a kid, her names Lydia. Remember?  

[dadyl]

Neither of my daughters are named Lydia.

I don't know who you think you are but I ain't who you think.

[minuteofangle]

[ Okay. This just keeps on getting weirder and weirder. ]

You gotta remember. Its important
Carol with you?

[dadyl]

How the fuck dyou know my wife's name?? WHO ARE YOU?

[minuteofangle]

[ What. ]

She stabbed me one time. It was fun.

[ It really, really wasn't. ]

You really don't remember any of this shit do you?

[dadyl]

Look

I don't know who the fuck you are but stay away from my family or I'll kill you.

[ But you can bet that Daryl is going to be asking Carol about this guy's claims immediately. ]

[minuteofangle]

You need to wake up. Whatever you're living right now it isn't real. Your kids name is Lydia. I said Id look out for her if she ever showed up here.

My kids name is Zee. You promised the same. Remember?

[dadyl]

No.

An don't fuckin tell me my life ain't real, what the hell dyou know? This is who I've always been. You're the one that's fucked!

[minuteofangle]

[ Fuck, this hurts. More than it has any earthly right to. ]

I know. But you need to remember. Some part of you knows that or we wouldn't be talking.

Remember me. You fucking know me.

[ Please. ]

[dadyl]

[ That makes Daryl pause. Why the hell is he still talking to this guy? There's no reason to be, other than the disconcerting fact that he knows Daryl's name. And Carol's. ]

It sounds like you're goin through somethin man, but I don't know what to tell you.

I don't know you. Never have.

[minuteofangle]

My brother's name is Mateo. Yours is Merle.

You remember when you got married?

[dadyl]

I don't have a brother. Never did.

An course I do.

[ But he doesn't. Not in any concrete way.

And that scares him suddenly. ]

That ain't any business of yours, anyway.

[minuteofangle]

Humor me. You propose?

[ Details seem like the way to go. Something concrete. ]

[dadyl]

I ain't gotta do shit.

[ But he's panicking inside because he really does not remember. When he reaches to hold onto the details they flee from him. ]

Yes. That's how it happens.

[ Carol certainly hadn't proposed to him. They two of them are way more traditional than that. ]

[minuteofangle]

Where? You take her out to dinner, wear a suit?

[dadyl]

[ It was... yeah, he'd taken her out. Somewhere. It was a long time ago, they were practically kids it must have been, it doesn't matter that he doesn't remember the details. He'll ask her later, she'll remember.

But his heart is beating a mile a minute. ]

Why're you askin all this shit??

[minuteofangle]

You don't remember, do you?

[dadyl]

Fuck you and fuck off.

[ And after a pause: ]

It was over 30 years ago, I'm allowed to forget details.

[minuteofangle]

You remember shit like that. What about what you named your kids, why'd you pick those names?

[dadyl]

Carol liked them.

[ That must have been the reason, right? Daryl would have had no opinion on something like that, but it makes him feel a little better to lie to this guy and come up with an answer than say nothing at all. ]

An its none of your fuckin business. Why're you doin this?

[minuteofangle]

Why? Why'd she like them?

[ It's a theory, but it seems to be holding water so far. Push at the details until something unravels or clicks itself into place. ]

Because you don't know. And if this were really you life, you would.

[dadyl]

Who the fuck are you to tell me what is or isn't my life??

Where dyou get off talkin to me like this?

[minuteofangle]

Nobody. I'm nobody.
But I fucking know you.

[dadyl]

The Hell's that mean? 'Nobody'?

I don't know you an I never did. Get help, man.