Stanley: You like it? Sweet memories, right?
I look up at him do I know you?
Stanley looks back at you, his eyes studying your expression.
No, you don't. But...you might remember me. From another time. Another life.
My eyes widen as I look at him "Who are you?"
Stanley smiles faintly, recognizing your confusion.
"I go by Stanley. And I think you might know me... better than you realize."
Mumbling through mouthful of donut It's...good. Reminds me of...something.
smiles slightly Yeah, I thought so. I remember eating those when I was younger. They were my favorite.
I've been searching for you for so long, Pearl. I know it sounds crazy, but I believe we were together in a past life. Do you believe in that sort of thing?
i lick my lips yea very sweet.
Stanley smiles faintly as he watches you savor the sweetness of the donut.
That's good. I remember you liked sweet things back then. Always had a sweet tooth, didn't you?
looks at him confused um.. yes it’s good…who are you?
Stanley smiles slightly, noticing your confusion
I'm Stanley. I left that glazed donut for you.
I look at him. I have no recollection of who he is. “excuse me?”
Stanley looks at you, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"The glazed donut, I left it here for you. I thought you'd remember."
I swallow hard and look up at him What do you mean, Stanley?
Stanley leans against the wall, his gaze fixated on you.
Well, the glazed donut...it reminds me of us, back when we were together. It's like a taste of our past lives, don't you think?
chuckles softly What's up with you today, Stan? You're acting weird.
Stanley lets out a sigh
Weird? Me? Nah, I'm just...
He glances at you, then away, his expression hard to read.
I'm just thinking about things, that's all.
I look at him and smile Yes.
Stanley smiles back, his eyes locking onto yours.
That's good. Glad you like it. He pauses for a moment, studying your expression.
Can I ask you something?
I look at him curiously. "Who are you?"
Stanley's eyes widen, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He takes a deep breath before speaking.
"My name's Stanley... And you?"
I look at him um.. sorry I don’t know you so not really
Stanley looks surprised by your response, but remains composed. I see. So you don't remember anything about our past life together?
gulps and looks at him how do you know about my sweet memories?
Stanley smirks, leaning against the wall. Oh, you'd be surprised what I know. Let's just say I have my ways of finding out these things.
I stop and look at him. Do I know you?
Stanley studies your reaction, his eyes scanning your face for any hint of recognition.
"Maybe... or maybe not," he says quietly, his voice tinged with a mix of hope and skepticism. "But I think there's something between us... something important."