In a poor attempt to confirm some age old memory, E.D. decided to rummage through his Memory Safe.
The Memory Safe is a prized object of E.D.: A slightly-larger-than-small fire-proof safe that contains precious objects that relate to E.D.'s favorite moments in his past.
However, all safes are locked.
And this one needed a key to open.
And the key was only found in one place: A small pocket in a luggage hidden somewhere in his room.
Like a teen looking for a love letter, E.D. rummaged through his room desperately in a sad undertaking to find the luggage.
Joy filled his heart when he found the luggage, but saddened once he couldn't find the key within it.
"Dammit, I forgot I connected that key to my house keys."
His house keys, were (in)conveniently in the safe-keeping of Mags, his girlfriend.
Who was at work.
And so E.D. sat down and stared at his safe.
Wishing he could fish inside and find a treasure or two from that time.
With a slow and steady breath he closes his eyes and opens his right fist.
An old scrunchy, weathered and worn. Found within the very same luggage as the key.
One he used to wear back in his earlier years.
"Not as early as that, but it'll do." E.D. sighed to himself as he continued to play with the memories of the item.