"Hey," The older girl greeted the younger girl while smiling in a sheepishly way while feeling a little bit jumpy. "Have you ever thought that we actually lived thousand years ago?" No, it's weird for her to ask that kind of question since she's the type of person who believes that once you died; there's no afterlife for you. Maybe?

"Isn't that kind of," The younger girl stopped with her sentence, trying to look and think about the right word that she should say, "kind of rubbish? I mean, we all get to live one life, that's that." The younger girl with a short hair scratched her own nape, shrugging both of her shoulders, knowing that she couldn't answer that kind of question since it doesn't interest her at all. 

"I know," the cheeky girl said while letting out a big ball of air this time, scratching her short curly hair as she started to let out a frustrated groan out from her cherry tier, "It's weird." She added, enveloping her right arm while her hand that's veiny curled into a fist; she places her chin on it while making sounds with her lips that's jut out. "Every time I see her, my head is always aching. Memories will play on my head, even though I am one hundred one percent that it never happened-"

"You're silly." The other girl added while letting out a hearty laugh, following with a shake of her head, "Your shenanigans need to stop or it'll drive you crazy sooner or later. Though, you'll never know. Who knows, maybe you met her thousand years ago, just saying."

That's the day that the older girl knew that she's in trouble, since she's aware that she won't be able to grab /some/ decent sleep for the following nights just to think about it, knowing that she's in trouble. She even asked herself a peculiar question, knowing that she hasn't talked to yet. "Who is Hirai Momo? Have we met before?"