Mitchell's eyes danced from one side to the other as he tried to take every word Annie said in. Homeopathic - he had... err... actually he had no idea whether he thought homeopathy a good or bad method. His girlfriend seemed to be quite eco, maybe he was too?
He took her hand. He know her - didn't remember her but she seemed friendly enough and fuck, she was the only thing he had. Once out of the bath he checked his head, glanced around the room for a mirror but didn't find one. The window needed to suffice and he glanced at himself at the reflection of a stranger. That was him? Curly hair, a bit of a stumble on the cheeks, mid-twenties.
"So... err... who am I?" he asked shortly turning back to her before his attention turned back to himself. "Sorry, I err..."