“Uhm who are you old fart?”

  She looked around confused mostly because this is not a place where a noble lady should be

  “Hah didya forget already hoho i guess ya drank to much I’m betting you have a headache don’t ya.”

  “I drank? And yeah I do have a headache wait am I hungover? You bastard you gave a teenager alcohol to drink!”

  “Ay ay what are you talking about yar off age right?! And uhh ya brought the booze yourself don’t blame me!”

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  She sighed and stood up after letting go of his collar, she looked around for clues but this was just a foreign country to her.

  “Hey, how come I understand you?”

  “Uh I don’t understand what yar tryna ask?”

  “Never fucking mind.”

  She kept looking around until suddenly a very old grandpa, who looks like he has bad hips, and is also wearing a knight uniform, grabs Charlene by her arm and pulls her away from the drunk fart.

  “Dame Charlene! We have looked for you everywhere! What on earth has happened to you, why did you disappear in the middle of the night!”

  He grabs both of her shoulders and shakes them while yelling softly, and accidentally spitting in her face while yelling worriedly at her.

  “Oh uhh mister hey uh I hit my head just a moment ago and I don’t remember anything that happened to me since I was 10 years old.”

  She quickly thinks of a lie, but the lie was so unbelievably bad she was going to correct herself, but before she could, he answered.

  “Goodness gracious, dame Charlene has lost her memories what a tragedy, I need to report this immediately.”

  “Oh my god this old grandpa actually believed it wow” she thought to herself.