"An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." - Mahatma Gandhi
DEDICATION: This one's for Cici_02. Thank you so much for reading and voting! <3
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"The dance recital is in two-and-a-half freaking weeks, Peanut! Seventeen days!"
"Look, I'm trying my best!"
"Try harder!"
"I'm trying my hardest right now, okay? I really am!"
"Suuuuure. And you'll also be kind of perplexed by my recent symptoms. I've been feeling dizzy, nauseated, hungry- like a chipmunk gnawing on my stomach hungry, and thirsty too. Along with that, the eye cloudiness is still annoying as heck."
"Huh."
"Huh? Huh?! Aren't you going to go all ninja optometrist on me or something?!"
"I've been researching for twelve hours in a row, Retina! Even my eyesight's going a blurry just from staring at the freaking screen for too long!"
"...You did that for me?"
"Well, yeah. It's kind of my job."
"Oh. Your job. Right, you're an optometrist."
"Um, thanks for stating the obvious?"
"So, you suffer through all these phone calls because it's your job?"
"No, of course not! I love talking to you!"
"You do? Like, legit? One hundred percent?"
"Jeez, for someone who claims to ooze confidence, you're very disbelieving in your self-worth."
"And how much am I worth to you?"
"All the peanuts in the universe."
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Eye Drops (#2)
Short Story"This is Westerden Optometrist. What are your symptoms?" "For starters, my eyesight has been super blurry and distorted, and this problem is starting to screw up seventeen-year-old life. Speaking of which, you sound kind of young for an optometrist...
