There was little that was more annoying than seeing someone you knew, but not remembering who they where. Joakim was certain that he knew the girl that was dancing in the middle of the room, he just couldn’t place her. He experienced it a lot after the change he had gone through. It messed with his memories, making them all blurry and hard to figure out. So no matter how strong his feeling where that he had known this girl very well at one point, he couldn’t remember from where. This would bug him.
«Joa!» Chris shouted as he came through the room and crashed down on the couch beside him, handing him a beer. It was Chris that had dragged him to this party.
‘You barely leave the apartment any more,’ he complained, and had finally convinced him to tag along to this place where Joakim knew no one. He wasn’t interested in getting to know anyone either, it only made his life complicated. But he didn’t want to lose the few friends he had left, so here he was.
«Thanks,» Joakim said and took a sip of his beer. «Having fun?»
«Are you?» Chris asked and looked around with a huge grin. «Nice turn out.»
«I guess,» Joakim muttered and leaned back. «How long does these things last again?»
Chris laughed at loud and nudged his shoulder with his fist before he stood up. «Go and find someone to have fun with. You really need it, dude.»
Chris walked back into the crowd and Joakim looked after him, once again wondering why they where friends. They were so different, especially now, so it didn’t make any sense. But still they stuck together, since all the way back to when they had started college and become roommates. Chris was nice, it wasn’t that, and he was probably right. It had been a long time since Joakim had had a night off, and even longer since he had had any fun.
He got up and headed for the bar, craving something stronger then that week beer. Chris would see he could have fun, no problems. He just had to scare away his common sense with some alcohol first.