[It’s not as if she’s necessarily incorrect, he thinks. If she doesn’t know what’s going on, and he doesn’t know what’s going on, then the only way to know what’s going on is to find out, and yet...Something about the entire situation feels...hopeless, somehow.
[Iwaizumi squeezes his eyes shut for a minute and tries to remember that last thing he...well, remembers. No luck. His memory feels so fogged that he almost wonders if he’d been drugged or something along those lines. Tired, too.
[Maybe that would mean this is just a dream then. Surely that has to be it. But for some reason he doesn’t believe that.
[Somewhat miserably, he corrects her on the name.]
no subject
[Iwaizumi squeezes his eyes shut for a minute and tries to remember that last thing he...well, remembers. No luck. His memory feels so fogged that he almost wonders if he’d been drugged or something along those lines. Tired, too.
[Maybe that would mean this is just a dream then. Surely that has to be it. But for some reason he doesn’t believe that.
[Somewhat miserably, he corrects her on the name.]
Iwaizumi. That’s my name.
Where...do we start?