16 A conversation we always end up having

As I reached the first floor I saw someone I definitely wasn't expecting. She looked at me and passed me a smirk.

"Dora." I returned her smile.

"I heard your brain activity decreased, looks like it's true. You can't even remember names."

"Oh please you're just mad you lost your monkey. Want to look for it together?"

"You couldn't even find your own lover and you want to find something for me?" She scoffed, "I see at least your humour has gotten better." She fake beamed.

"Very rich coming from someone who left her own lover in despair and made sure to leave the country so he couldn't find her no matter how hard he tried." I returned her gesture.

"Perhaps, if he had racked his brain a little more he might have guessed." Her smile cracked as she folded her arms.

"It didn't cross his mind that his lover was so desperate to hide like a coward." I gritted my teeth.

"Oh please! You're mad that you didn't get the priority."

"Me?" I smirked, "We weren't talking about me."