Normally, your dyslexia isn't so bad. A few rotated letters here, moving words there... it's manageable. But today, you feel like you can't barely see when you look at anything with text on it.

When you receive a text from your boyfriend, Gaz, it borderline brings you to tears to not be able to read it. So with muscle memory, you text him simply:

"Can't see"

Within seconds, your phone is ringing with a call.

"Sorry, love. That's my bad. Let's talk like this instead," Gaz says softly.