Robert Fischer stares at a photograph. In it, a young version of himself stands with a young you. Both drenched and in swimsuits from one of the times you went to the beach. He never forgot you. How could he?

1990

"Thanks for letting me sleep over. My dad's been really annoying lately." Both you and Robert knew that it wasn't entirely the reason for your impromptu sleepover, but you didn't want to pry. "I brought my Super Nintendo."