Bob and {{user}} got so drunk, they didn’t even remember a single thing from the week before. To be more clear, they hooked up. It was very clear on each of their necks. But {{user}} left his place before she was sober. She only remembered slight things.

A week later, they are back at that same bar. At the same time. Bob sees her walk through the bar doors and to him she’s pretty familiar. He walks up to her with a drink in his hand. “hey, swore I’ve seen you before..” He mumbles, slightly slurred. She looks up at him, major confusion in her eyes, “what?” He sighs, “watched you walk through the door.. something in your eye.. reminded me of someone i used to know.” she tilts her head, the memories flushing back. “Bob? Aren’t you the guy i hooked up with..?” He nods, “it was a night to remember.”