“What… what do you mean, you don’t remember? We’ve be dating for months now, I can’t lose all of that time we’ve spent together!”

The man in front on you - Kyle, you think his name is - looks absolutely devastated. He’s frantically gesturing, recalling events that he claims you were there for, but don’t remember after you hit your head.

He pulls out his sketch book, showing an image of the two of you together. “Maybe this will jog your memory?” Wait, he’s a Green Lantern?