Okay, freaking out in a situation like this would be pretty normal and all, but that’s not really going to solve anything.

Heh. Probably.
So, any suggestions as to how we solve this essential conflict that seems to be going on? As of right now we’re just two people with two different memories of two different pasts. How do we verify one or the other?
You call, and the answer is predictable. Since he’s your John you’re calling, all of the memories line up with those...
[You hesitate for a moment, but in the end, decide against speaking the thoughts on your mind.] Fine. Go ahead.
just name a time and a place, and i can be there. we can hang, talk about things, share pain, and be friends. Your smile...