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Khalifas pov. "Perfect, now I can't see." “You sound really upset.” “Of course i am because i cant f*****g see.” his tone did a one eighty degree turn, startling me. He brought out his phone as he fell on his ass, then like a rehearsed action, he long pressed the start button on his phone for his emergency contact, until someone picked up. “Send your location and ill be there with the replacement,” the voice stated with no prior greetings. “Just f*****g track my phone, you always know where i am any ways!” no longer was he caring about being kind or our sad lives. He was a totally different person without his glasses on. I guess everyone else had their own priorities. I decided to face the wind and distraction I came for but my eyes occasionally glanced at his side where he sat wi