Status: Please let me know what you think of my writing and how you interpreted the story in the comments!

Impulse

Roy doesn't remember any of it at all. Or maybe he does. Maybe he remembers all of it, but it's muddled in his mind. Or maybe it's not muddled. Maybe he just wants it to be muddled.

(A short story based on a Frerard I tried to write a long time ago. Don't let that scare you off, though, it's VERY DIFFERENT. There is no romance involved.)

If you've made it this far, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!