I blinked a few times, unsure of what just happened.
"Hey there, how are you doing?" Asked Dr. Momo. "You sorta blacked out for a minute there."
"There was this girl and I swear that I know her..." I mumbled in reply, though my thoughts still lingered on whatever happened in the lunchroom. It feels important for some reason...
"Are you okay?" Dr. Momo reiterated.
"She ran off when I tripped..."
Dr. Momo nodded as I paused, trying to remember the rest. She still looked confused though. I needed to remember... I had to.
"She... she was wearing..." I groaned. Ugh, what was she wearing!? Why can't I just remember!?
"What are you talking about?" Dr. Momo asked.
"Her clothes... clothes..." I reiterated, looking up at the white sealing. I was trying to pull the information out of my brain, before smile crossed my face as I remembered something. "She must have been wearing cargo pants!"
"Who was wearing cargo pants?" Dr. Momo questioned while trying to remain professional, but it sounded like she was about to break out laughing.
"The girl..." I replied, my mind still lingered in my thoughts.
"Can you tell me what she looked like?"
"I think so... She had brown hair and maple colored eyes..."
"Do you know her name?" Dr. Momo raised her eyebrows in curiosity.
I shook my head slightly while sighed quietly.
"What else can you tell me about her?" Dr. Momo questions, leaning somewhat closer to me.
"I can't remember anything else..." I paused, trying to think. "Ohh wait! She was wearing cargo pants!"
"Do you know where she lives?"
I shook my head, looking at the doctor's notepad. Upon seeing it, I'm launched into a memory of a sheet of paper being ripped off the exact same style of notepad and being handed to me. A kind, soft voice in my head whispers, "Call me!" I looked down at the paper, seeing a phone number and an address.
Dr Momo cleared her throat and the memory fades away. I looked up from the notepad at the doctor.
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