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[ Due to his run-in with a certain memory-altering lady, William has lost all memory of having a relationship with Grell Sutcliff. This is despite the astounding amount of evidence lying around their once-shared apartment. Welp, William's already kicked Grell out, now it's time to deal with the rest! ]

[ Private to Grell ]

Grell Sutcliff. Come and pick up your belongings or I am selling them.

[ Open to everyone ]

I have a few items which I would like to be rid of, as soon as possible.

[ He pans the camera around the room, stopping to focus on a few things: ]

[ First, it zooms in on three pillows seated on a loveseat in the living area. ]

I have no use for these pillows.

[ Then, the camera bustles about, as William heads into the bedroom. ]

These curtains, as well as this comforter.

[ The camera moves to the canopy bed to focus on the bedding. ]

[ Then there's a bit more movement as William leans over, picking something up off the floor. ]

Last, these shoes need to go.

[ He turns the camera back towards himself. ]

Anyone interested, please say so here. I am open to discussion on prices, as I am more concerned with being rid of the items. The shoes are free.

Thank you.

[ ooc: And just because it amused me so much, here is the uncropped version of the curtains pic. Sorry, Vader isn't for sale. ]

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[ Not startled by Eric's arrival. This is how they usually get around. ]

I assume you will try and convince me we were an item, as well?

Ah, so it was just about the sex then, was it? That makes more sense.

There was no sex. I would not lower myself to sleeping with that disgrace of a reaper.

Uh... you did... I promise.

Look, what happened?

I did not.

I came home and he was messing up my kitchen, wearing practically nothing. So, I threw him out.

I slept on your couch for over a month.

You totally did.

[ Grumbles. ]

Whatever occurred, I am thankful for having no memory of it.

Something messed with your memory, Spears?

Uh... what happened?

Honestly, I do not know. This entire scenario is just absurd.

Well, it is... or rather, it was. But if something's tampering with our memories, that's a reason to be concerned.

I'll take the shoes now.

Well, I am not exactly looking for these memories to return, if that is what happened.

[ He hold the shoes out to Eric. ]

[He takes the shoes and hands him the money. He does legitimately feel some concern though, and regret.

He's still not going to let Grell get the shoes though. That opportunity is too good.]

Look, I know it's not for me to say, but the two of you seemed... uh... happy.

I am not interested in knowing.

[Okay, change of gears.]

Well, if your memory has been damaged, and it has, shouldn't you at least be worried about that? If not about Sutcliff?

Perhaps I have just come to my senses.

If you did come to your scenes and kick Sutcliff out, I couldn't possibly blame you. I'm worried about the fact that you don't remember at all.

I am not concerned, so I see no reason for you to be.

Something that can erase memories is something to be concerned about. I assure you.

What's the last thing you remember?

You are going to need to be more specific. I have no recollection of blacking out, or feeling as though I had missed a large chunk of time somewhere along the lines.

But, regardless, something is missing. Even if it's just him.

He is not missing. He was there the entire time. Honestly, do you think I could possibly forget something as irritating as that thing?

He lived here... you two were lovers...

We were not. What reason would I possibly have to give into that thing's insistent come-ons?

I REALLY didn't understand it myself, but you did. I slept on the couch and listened. Believe me, you did.

Listened to what, exactly?

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