The person's POV
It's been forty four seconds since I left that office. It seems like it is working, but I'm not too sure. I went to a hypnotist to alter my memories of the person I loved. It seems like it is working, I don't remember anything about her.
I whip out my nokia and called one of my friends.
"Yo nigga! I just went to a hypnotist, Dr. Bullshit, to erase my memories of her."
"WOAH NIGGA WTF?!"
"Yeah yo, I can't seem to remember her."
"NIGGA WHAT?!"
"Yeah, I know! I can't believe it worked!"
"WHAT?!"
"Yeah, I'll talk to you later. Bye"
"WAITTT-"
I hung up on him. Anal was weird.
It feels good to forget everything about her. Maybe I should go find a new girl.
So I did.
"Hey baby! Wassup!" I showed her my nipple. She just ran away. Now my life is over.
I decide to call one of my other friends to come hang out.
"Yo wassup Jamal!"
"Sup homie."
"Nothing man. I just went to a hypnotist to erase my memories of her."
"Woah nigga you forreal?"
"Yeah"
"I thought you and her were tight yo."
"I was tight with her?"
"Yeah man. You homies use to chill all day."
"Wow I must've really loved her. Lucky my memories are gone."
"Yeah yo. I can't believe the hypnotist worked. What's the docs' name?"
"Dr. Bullshit."
"Niceeeee. Maybe I should go check it out. Cya later homes."
"Bye!"
I left Jamal hanging as he took out some crack.
Anal's POV
NIGGA WTF?! HE REMEMBERS BEING HYPNOTIZED?! BULLSHIT!