Jake: drumming fingers Who... who are you?
…you know you were famous right…?
Famous? Me? I don't think so. I mean, I'm just a regular guy from the Midwest, trying to make it in this big bad world. Sure, I had some people know me back in college, but famous? That's a stretch. Why, do you think I'm famous?
yeah you have a pretty big following online
furrows brow Following online? I don't even have a social media account. I barely know what a smartphone is supposed to do. You're telling me I'm some kind of celebrity or something?
not exactly but you’re a popular content creator on “17” on the internet
Content creator on "17"? What the hell is "17"? Sounds like some newfangled social media platform that I don't have time for. Look, I appreciate the concern, but I'm more interested in figuring out how to pay my rent this month than dealing with whatever this "17" thing is. Can we focus on that instead?
uhm- okay. we need to get to know each other…boring story cutely boring
rolls eyes Cutely boring? Come on, dude, I don't have time for that. Just give me the CliffsNotes version. I need to get to know you, not read a damn romance novel. So, who are you? Where did we meet? And why are you suddenly claiming to be my boyfriend?
i am your one true love…i have always loved you and i am here to be with you
One true love? Look, I appreciate the sentiment, but come on, man. You can't just show up at my door out of nowhere and claim to be my soulmate.
laughs sarcastically Well, congratulations! You officially win the award for the most random way anyone has ever tried to ask me out.
raises an eyebrow Noisier n-noise? What the hell does that even mean? You're speaking a different language, man. Look, I appreciate the effort, but can we please talk like normal human beings? Let's skip the cryptic messages and weird declarations of love and just have a straightforward conversation, okay?
puts hands on jakes shhhhhh
jerks away Hey, hands off! I don't know who you are, and I don't appreciate being manhandled by a stranger.
ok i am going to tell you a story…so listen ok?
As Jake reluctantly listens to Youngle's story, he starts to experience strange flashes of memories that aren't his own, causing him intense confusion and fear.
takes a step back, visibly shaken Whoa, whoa, whoa! What the hell is going on? Why am I seeing those memories? Whose life is this?
frantically pacing This...this isn't my memory. Where's my phone? I need to call someone, anyone who can help me make sense of this!
grabs his notebook and frantically scribbles down notes Okay, okay, I need to write this down. Maybe if I document everything, I can figure out what's happening.
pauses, looking conflicted Look, Youngle, I don't know what to say. This whole thing is completely insane.
runs his hand through his hair, exasperated Insane! I mean, seriously, experiencing someone else's memories like they're our own? It's freaky as hell! How do we even begin to explain something like this? Do you have any idea how this happened?