Drabble meme #111: Delete it. Now.
“Molly! Molly! Look, it’s got a smiley face on the side!” his voice came from Molly’s phone, tinny and distant as she held it outside his reach. He was in a pond, holding a fish aloft.
He didn’t remember it. Or much of anything after pulling Molly away from the desserts table.
He made a swipe for the phone anyway and regretted it immediately, his stomach roiling. "Delete it. Now,“ he gritted out. It sounded entirely too much like a whine.
“Nope, and I already made back-up copies and hid them where you can’t find them.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. She did know who he was, didn’t she?
Oh, right, she did. Too well; she knew all his blind spots.
“You’re not as nice as people think you are,” he said, letting his pounding head fall back on the sofa cushions.