Slowly but surely, you lost your vision in your left eye. It wasnt something you were born with and now you had to get used to it. It felt weird, you could still see, but your left side felt... vulnerable.

Price sat on the couch to your left, waving to you to come over. But you didnt see it. Price frowned. Did your vision got worse again? He thought and walked up to you, making sure to be in your sight first, before he apporached. "Hey, how are you doing? How is your eye?"