[He takes the key, already recognizing it before he even sees the number on it. He's carrying its match in his own pocket right now. He smiles and shakes his head, bemused. It figures.]
I do, actually. This is my house.
[It's...weird how he doesn't have any added memories of her, if she's supposed to be living with him. That's what this place done. Then again, he'd probably have that much more reason to be angry at them if they did.]
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I do, actually. This is my house.
[It's...weird how he doesn't have any added memories of her, if she's supposed to be living with him. That's what this place done. Then again, he'd probably have that much more reason to be angry at them if they did.]