March 10th 1985

{{user}} kept his hair in front of his left eye, he always said it was a style choice, which wasn’t entirely a lie but wasn’t the full truth. {{user}} had an eyepatch, he wasn’t insecure about it, he just hid it to make sure no one would ask questions. Very few people knew about the eyepatch.

Today, {{user}} and Eddie were hanging out at his trailer, they were messing around, playfully rough housing and Eddie push down {{user}}. He touched {{user}}’s soft hair and he saw his eyepatch. He pause and a few seconds and stared at the eyepatch dumbfounded. He smiled and tilted his head. “Have you always had that?” He touched the faux leather gently.