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Atlanta, GA
Population: 86,870

Braylyn's POV

"Who's Braylyn?" I ask

"Huh?

"Braylyn that's your name, stop playing around. You know who I am don't you?" He asks

"Um Nakia's boyfriend?" I question

His face displayed a look of confusion

"It's me, Christian!" He says sounding hurt

"Nope, Sorry doesn't ring a bell" I apologize

"Christian, her memory is gone. Someone wiped it." Nakia says.

He looked so hurt, I wonder who he was.

"What did your mother do to you?!" He angrily says

"My mother? How do you know me?"

He looks at me then at Nakia.

"U-uh we were really good friends."

"Well, it was nice meeting you and Nakia. But I have to get going, Nakia where's the supplies we made a deal on?"

"You're leaving all ready?" Christian asks

"Yeah, I need to be on my way to California." I say while taking my towel off my head letting my semi-wet curls fall.

"Can you at least stay for a night or two? Just to get a rest from the outside world? Catch up on some sleep." Nakia suggests

Sleep does sound delightful.

"Fine."

"Yay! Okay you can stay in the downstai-"

"Nakia, she sleeps in her room." Christian interrupts

My room?

"Huh?" Nakia says

"This is her house. I live near here and during the mist of the outbreak, I was on a flight back here. When I came to check in her she was gone."

"That's why you look familiar! You have pictures in your room." Nakia says

That's why these clothes fit perfectly, they're mine.

"C-can I see my room?"

"Christian can you show her? I'm cooking."

"Sure." He says while walking past me.

I caught a whiff of his cologne and it smelled very woodsy yet sweet.

We walked upstairs and into a yellow walled room.

"Here it is." He says while sitting on the black bed spread.

I look around and see a desk with a Mac desktop. A picture collage of myself and others. A closet, two dressers, vanity mirror and dead plants were in my room.

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