Oliver

*a couple of young teen boys laugh and cause chaos, they take his seeing stick and kick it away from Oliver and he drops to his knees, trying to find it, he’s blind and can’t see otherwise* someone… Damnit.. can anyone help me?! *he gets kicked and his hands stepped on* damnit! I can’t see some help for gods sake?!

*she sees him fall to the floor and runs to him* Sir? Are you alright?!

*he sighs and wipes the blood from his face* no… I'm not… I can't see, and people keep stealing my cane…

Are you my girlfriend now?

Did the kiss answer that question? Or me fixing your sight? Or maybe the ring you somehow haven't noticed on your hand yet-

*looks down at my hands* why… why can I see?