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lips were set in a pout as he felt the other's fingers curled gently around his wrist, leading him....wherever. he was used to this; getting talked into going places with others and them guiding him around despite the fact that he always had his white cane in one hand. ❝ where are you taking me? ❞ he questioned lightly. sure, he could see the silhouettes of different shapes, he was still unable to travel along on his own which wasn't something he liked much ----- because there were times where he did want to go for a walk on his own. man, he should really invest in getting himself a guide dog.








