revive

revive 1 - first day

dwayne

i woke up to the sound of my roommate, dann cooking himself a delicious meal. not that i've already seen what he's about to put on his plate, i just happen to know that he's extremely good at cooking.

"dwayne, are you awake?" dann shouted from the kitchen. i was about to open my mouth as an attempt to properly respond, but a throbbing headache took the wheel instead.

'oh f**k, not again," are the only words that escaped my mouth. i let out a sigh and rested my head on my pillow.

i was about to answer dann's question when i felt a soft tap on my shoulder. obviously, that was from dann.

"why aren't you answering me?" he asked. what confused me the most is how he let those words out. he sounds.... nervous? potentially, this one's on me. my severe headache is obviously leading to hallucinations.

"my head hurts," i said while pouting my lips as an attempt to farm for sympathy. he let out a chuckle and dropped his mouth-watering breakfast in front of me.

"i'll go look for medicines, dwayne. you can eat my meal. i'm not that hungry anyways," dann said as he searches for aspirin. he must think i drank yesterday but i don't really mind honestly. i'm too hungry to commence a fight.

speaking of that. what was i doing yesterday? why does my head hurts this much?

i grabbed the sandwich while heavily thinking of the occurrences the other night. i must have held the sandwich a little to tight as it was reshaped into a more compact figure, but that didn't concern me. what was i doing yesterday and how come i can't remember anything.

my cloud of thinking was popped when dann dropped an aspirin and a glass of water on the table.

"what's with the face?" dann asked me, grabbing one of the chairs closer to him and took a seat.

i immediately grabbed the aspirin as if my life depends on it, put it in my mouth, took a gulp of water and flushed the tablet down my throat. "i can't remember what i did yesterday. have i told you about my plans or perhaps, spent the entire night with you?" i looked at him seriously as a signal for him to respond. 

it appears to me that my question caught him off guard as he proceeded into thinking deeply. he was about to say something, but he was cut off and instantly damped his hands onto his head while shouting in agony.

me, being the only person around that time, panicked. i was juggling between interrogating his current condition or rushing to the medicines and grab him medicines instead. i chose the latter one and immediately gave him what he needed. he gulped the water in less than a second and heavily dropped the glass onto the table. the grass cracked a little.

"are you okay?" i asked, deeply concerned of his sudden outburst.

he looked directly at me and nodded. "i can't remember anything, too?"

i looked at him in complete disbelief. "for real?" he replied with a nod. "i'm going to grab some chips. anything you want from the kitchen."

"pringles," i replied while not even looking at him. rather than nodding, he didn't do anything and marched straight to the kitchen instead.

i stared at the couch for a bit long as i felt my eyes hurt from not closing them. i was about to shrug it off when a small memory suddenly popped into my head.

"it's going to happen all over again!"

i was about to disregard that as it can possibly be from a movie i recently watched, but not right after i recognized where that words came from.

it was dann's voice.

confusion dominated my mind entirely. why would dann say something like that? are we watching a movie last night, dann impersonated every single character he sees on television, got all drunk, and lost our memories? i'm no scientist but no way that's possible.

my deep thinking was cut once again when i heard footsteps coming from the kitchen. dann was walking towards me with a bag of lays squished on his muscular left arm and a can of pringles on the other.

"here you go~" he jokingly sings as he lends me the pringles.

"thank you so much," i endearingly said while opening the can of pringles.

"for what?' he asked, almost inaudible because he stacks the chips into his mouth as if it's his first time eating those.

"for taking care of me this morning." i genuinely said. "i wouldn't have gone by if it wasn't for you, dann."

"we do stuff like this all the time. that's why we're roommates, right?" dann raised out his knuckles as a signal for a fist bump. i softly punched his knuckles and smiled at him.

"can i tell you something?" i asked while simultaneously eating my pringles.

"sure." 

"i recalled a little crumb of what we might have done yesterday," i declared.

"really? we were together?"

i nodded. "i'm not that sure, thought. it was about you telling me that something is going to happen again. i don't really know," i shrugged.

he confusingly looked at me. "were we watching a movie yesterday, got all drunk, and then me mimicking character's scripts again?"

see? we do think alike.

"maybe." i shooked. "any clues?"

he instantly nodded while reaching out for tissue as he was done eating his chips. "i found some beer bottles earlier."

"where were they?" i asked.

"the trash can, of course." he replied. "i don't want you going all over grandma on me again for not disposing my refuses properly, madam dwayne."

i laughed it off and threw my can at the trash can, still thinking of what happened yesterday. i find it weird that i can't think of what happened the previous week, too. i really wanted to ask dann about it, but i don't want to ruin the fun.

"i'm heading out for groceries." dann announced as he dries his hand with a towel. "want something?"

"mhm. i wrote a list. i attached it at our refrigerator. look for the paper with the dinosaur magnet."

"childish," he whispered loud enough for me to hear.

"just pick up the list and go!" i jokingly shouted and threw a pillow at him. he ran off like a kid and heard him shut the door.

honestly, not having dann around is boring. his loudness somehow makes me happy. now that he's headed out, it seems like he took the fun atmosphere with him. i sighed and turned my laptop on.

i was about to log my f*******: in until a small memory popped into my mind again.

the image wasn't clear. it looks like someone was...... running away?

i reached out for my phone and was about to text dann as i seriously can't deal with any of these bizarre stuff alone. right after i entered my passcode, i saw the logo of my photos on the side. not to be all mr. detective, but i may have taken a photo of what's happening yesterday. that could clear my mind off.

i immediately tapped photos and waited for my pictures to load. i was entirely shocked of what appeared on my screen. i scrolled and scrolled, scrutinizing the details of every picture i bump onto. they were all august 8, 2021.

i dropped my phone in complete disbelief. i can feel my body shaking.

today is july 29.