He sets the violin down carefully in its case beside him before sliding down off the wall to put both of his feet on the ground and letting his smile go sheepish. "I'm sorry...I really have no idea who you are. But...I don't really remember anything?"
That sounded like such a cop-out. Christ, Johnny. You're such an idiot.
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And she knew him?
Holy shit.
He sets the violin down carefully in its case beside him before sliding down off the wall to put both of his feet on the ground and letting his smile go sheepish. "I'm sorry...I really have no idea who you are. But...I don't really remember anything?"
That sounded like such a cop-out. Christ, Johnny. You're such an idiot.