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Ugh, my head...

[Dodger seems like he just woke up... and like he woke up pretty roughly at that. He looks the same as normal, if a little more relaxed and sleepy. Although, those who haven't seen him lately will now be able to see that he's wearing what looks like a shock collar with a green light glowing on the buckle. A power suppressor. Also, the lights are on in his room for once, so the observant might be able to catch some less blurry shots of the somewhat invasive amounts of information kept on several people around the city, which are plastered all over his walls along with identifying pictures of them. Something which he hasn't taken the time to read through, since he doesn't remember any of it.]

I feel like I got hit by a train... shit. Hey- there's notes all over the desk here, so I know this is my place, but- fuck, I don't remember a single fuckin' thing about- here. Someone wanna tell me what's going on?

[He doesn't look any different, his scars are still there and so is his scruffy beard. But this doesn't seem... quite like Dodger. His tone is less condescending and sullen, more just... sleepy, with a morning grumpy sort of vibe. Like he'll pop back up and be a cheerful, relaxed person once he gets some coffee. And speaking of indulgent drinks...]

....Fuck, Janet's gonna kill me if she sees all the bottles in here...

[ooc: Dodger has forgotten everything past his 20th birthday, including all of his CR in Riverview. Enjoy letting your muses explain their version of events to him... or just fuck with him. He doesn't know any better.]

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Thank you...

[When Shigeru comes over, he'll see that Dodger's door is still charred up and broken off its hinges from the fight... there's some damage and signs of a scuffle still left over in the room itself but most of the damage is the burns on the walls out in the hall. Dodger is sifting through papers on his desk... uninjured for once, but sullen and upset. Not in the same way that Dodger tends to be... he's trying to stomach how disgusting he finds every inch of his room, and how much he hates what he's apparently turned into. He doesn't doubt he'll continue hating himself when his memories come back.]

[ Shigeru will be there in a very short period of time. He is worried, of course, and he definitely wants to know what this new younger version of Dodger remembers. Of course it still stings that he can't remember him but then again it wasn't the fault of the other for that. He might lightly tap on the charred door, his surprise or lack thereof of its current appearance it probably due to the fact that he knew about the fight, before he enters the room with a curious look.

Still it's pretty alarming to see Dodger fretting and so sullen. ]

[Dodger glances up when he hears the knock, and waves lightly before turning back to sorting through the papers. Trying to make some sense of the... half-written entries for his walls, the notes on his fireflies, and the general reminders for himself made specifically in case he lost his memory. He's been avoiding reading through a lot of it, just because.. he doesn't want to know.]

I ended up pretty fucked up, huh...

[ Shigeru gives him a worried look along with shaking his head in response to that. ]

That's not true at all! Please don't say things like that about yourself. You're not...like that, at least the Dodger I know isn't. He's...very understanding and kind and is also extremely helpful.

[ He holds up his phone with a sheepish smile, he might be blushing a little as well. ]

I've never been on a date before until I met you. And it was...really nice. I could tell that you really cared about me and how I was feeling throughout it. So please don't be so hard on yourself!

[He reads the message... and then rereads it, before giving Shigeru a look of mild bemusement. Another person he's been on a date with, another person who somehow seems to think well of him... he can't imagine what so many people see in a person like him.]

Are you sure we're both talking about me?

[He gets up then, leaning against his desk with a sheepish attitude to match Shigeru's.]

I mean, I... shit. I act like such a prick on dates, I wouldn't figure- that would get better, of all things...

[ Shigeru smiles and nods, giving a thumbs up. ]

Of course I am! Who else would I talk about. You're one of the only people to ever ask me on a date.

[ But Shigeru will shake his head and that blush just gets brighter as he continues. ]

You didn't act like that at all towards me. You got me flowers too... [ Ah. He's so embarrassed to even type that but he really wants to make this Dodger understand. ]

I must... really like you.

[He lets out a quiet laugh. God, that just makes things... more confusing, trying to follow all these strange relationships he's built.]

I never really liked flowers, y'know? Not until... Janet got me into them. Started teaching me flower language, and I... never really caught on, but I picked up a bit.

[He pauses a moment.]

What flowers did I get you?

[ Shigeru might blush at that and nod sheepishly. It is a sort of understatement. He honestly doesn't get it himself, really, but Dodger is someone important to him as well. But, oh, Janet...he definitely remembers her especially when Dodger had mentioned her on their date. ]

You've...mentioned her to me before, when we were on our date. [ But maybe he shouldn't say anymore than that. Especially because the older Dodger's demeanor and overall attitude towards Janet had changed quite drastically.

But the flower question does get him to blush again. ]

Um you got me several. Amethysts, almond blossoms, asters, syrian mallows and alyssums. I think that's all of them. I...couldn't really forget them if I tried. It's the first time anyone bought me flowers before...

[ So it was very special to him. Eidetic memory aside, Shigeru couldn't forget that if he tried. ]

[His brow rise a bit.]

You're the only person I seem to have told about Janet.

[He thinks the flowers over a bit, trying to remember what those flowers mean... it's fresher in his memory, but the older Dodger had spent more time on the internet.]

...Jesus, those are... pretty lovey-dovey choices. I mean shit - that's...

[Gay as hell. Hm. Not gonna say that out loud, even though the teenager in him wants to. He is and always will be a lowkey hypocrite about his sexuality.

...And despite telling himself he can handle this romance crap well, his hands have gotten shoved awkwardly in his pockets and his face is bright red. He is also completely failing to make eye contact.]

[ Ah. Dodger. Your blushing is making Shigeru blush hfahjja! He's not used to seeing the other man worked up or flustered about anything. Shigeru might hold out a hand and then retract it a little. He might try to speak but it just comes out as a small gasp of air. He hates that he can't talk, ugh, it's so frustrating! ]

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable!

[ He too is avoiding eye contact, for the most part, but it's hard when you have to make sure the other is reading what you wrote. But, ah, topic change should happen now, right? Right. ]

Do you...want some help cleaning up? I can at least fix your door for you.

[He shakes his head, getting up and just... sitting on the bed. He looks much more tired than he should for what he's been up to. It's an... existential sort of tiredness.]

...I just need a break. And- I'm not uncomfortable. Just kind of- surprised. I figured I woulda just shut down after losing Janet, but instead I've got... so much shit going on. And I hate a lot of it, but damn...

[He looks up to watch Shigeru. He really wonders what's going on between them... he's not sure if he's got an genuine attachment or he's just really hard at work playing with him.]

...Have I slept with you?

[ Shigeru blushes so hard at that question. But his head shakes in a vehement no as a reply. Though he knows that the older Dodger would like nothing more to, or at least, that's what he can gather from his actions. it just makes his face even more red when he thinks about it. ]

No. It's...it's not like that, I guess? I don't really know.

[ He doesn't entirely get their relationship either. It's weird and complicated. And if he remembered he had a phobia he'd understand why they haven't slept together yet. Instead he just sums it up as something Dodger doesn't want to exactly do with him. ]

[So that's... a genuine attachment, then. As much as Dodger feels he's capable of making. He hesitates for a moment, before speaking again.]

Do you want to?

[He may as well offer.]

[ Oh, well, Shigeru's face gets even redder at that. On one hand...he does, a lot, but on the other...he's not sure if he'd make a good partner for that sort of thing. He fiddles with his phone, his eyes not exactly making contact with the other man.

Dodger and him...it's different, strange almost, but there's something about the other man that draws him to him. Despite their rough start Shigeru has grown rather fond of him. ]

I...I think I do.

[ But he looks so shy and flustered when he holds out his phone for Dodger to read that. He's never had sex before, that was obvious enough, and going it with someone he has feelings for is a no brainer for most. But Shigeru doesn't want to mess anything up either. ]

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