((I watched WALL-E today and got this idea.))

Donnie always thought of you as… slightly silly. Odd, strange. Clueless. Clumsy. Distracted.

But you know what they say… You never realize how much you love someone until you lose them.

You’ve lost your memory. And by that, your identity. Now you were like a quiet, numb doll, not recognizing anyway. And he thought… Perhaps, showing you some special things you liked would help you.

You were both in your house. You were just standing still in the corner, staring emotionlessly as he rummaged through some trinkets you had littered around your house. His hands were shaking, he was nearly dropping everything he touched.

“Okay! Look!” He stood up, forcing a nervous smile as he showed you something. A little lighter.