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Wow, this woman never ceases to amaze me, after a couple of drinks everyone got roaring drunk except June and me. I wasn't drunk because I simply refused to drink, however I don't get how June wasn't. She drank the most out of everybody, she drank the first pint and the last pint, in fact she had objected when the party ended, claiming that she wasn't even drunk yet. I even asked Tess, before she drank her first cup, how she was able to down the alcohol like it was water.

Tess simply replied, "Oh June stayed in Russia for three years, she sent me post cards all the time; she would always tell me about the parties that she went to with her friends. She drank a lot there, so I guess that could be why her tolerance is so high."

The party ended though, since everyone else was too intoxicated to even tell which way was up. So Pascao decided to crash at Tess's place while June and I walked to my place. June carried Eden on her back, I had offered to help but she strongly refused. She argued that it had been her fault that Eden had drunken so much since she had challenged him to a drinking contest, so it was her responsibility to ensure his safe arrival home. That is how I ended up walking back to my place with June in an awkward silence. Something about this girl seemed strangely familiar about her, maybe it was her demeanor and how she carried herself. I couldn't place my finger on it, but I felt like she was a part of me; that she was the clue to solving the mystery that clouds my memory. Ten years ago I had a disease; to save my life an operation was performed. The side effects were that two years of my life prior to the surgery was erased in an instant. Maybe I had known her back then; maybe she knew something about the me that I had forgotten.

"Umm, June was it, can I ask you a question?" I asked after gathering up all my courage to break the silence. She then stopped immediately in her tracks; I looked back and walked up to her. As I walked towards her, her face was down and once my shoes came into her vision she looked back up at me. She stared me right in the eyes, coldly, and pursed her lips.

"Is it absolutely necessary that you proceed with your inquiry?" June replied.

"Well that's not a no, so I'm just going to go for it. Do I know you; did we know each other twelve years ago?" Instead of answering June just readjusted Eden on her back and started to walk really fast. "Are you going to answer my question," I was running after her and once I finally reached her I turned her around to face me, "Hey, can you please answer me."

"I'm sorry, I can't say I do, I already stated that at the restaurant earlier."

"But you seem so familiar, I must have known you."

"I don't know you okay." June yelled loudly. Then she looked down and whispered, "I don't know you."

"I-I am so sor-" I started to say but June cut me off.

"I wish I did though, you seem so familiar and I don't know why. I'm so confused when I am near you, I feel so happy and yet I feel as if someone punched me in my gut. Like really hard."

This was a start, "Might there be any reason why I might seem familiar, think."

"No … I don't know. I was in this motorcycle accident when I just arrived in Russia, I'm sure Tess already told you that I had been to Russia. It was a pretty bad accident, my motorcycle got crushed, when I woke up there was huge gaps in my memory from two years prior. I lost most of memories, if not all, from the same time you did." She then raised her head and looked me in the eyes, "So I can't answer your question."

We resumed walking to my place and didn't talk after the conversation; except once we reached my house and June gave me Eden she slipped something into my hand. Once I set Eden down in his bed I looked at what she gave me, it was a slip of paper that had her number scrawled on it with perfect handwriting. So I called her and arranged to meet her next week, I then snapped the phone shut and headed to take a shower so I could go to bed.