Birdie ✌

Mya’s life had been very stagnant lately. Her daily routine was mundane and almost nonexistent, which was no one’s fault but her own. She’d convinced herself in order to stay clean, to stay safe, she was better off not doing much of anything. She listened to music, even wrote music and kept to herself. She participated in daily strolls to the park with Milo and to a small bodega she liked, for a snack for the way home. But that was as exciting as her life got. Mya felt like need needed a change, she was practically looking for one. And there was one, a huge possibility at a surgery that would be more than paid for. A chance to get her sight, or at least more than she had now. A stem plant transplant surgery that was still in the works in the UK. Mya was more than willing to be an guinea pig but she wanted to make sure she was doing the right thing. Out of all of the people she could ask, she valued Connor’s opinion the most. Mostly because he would be straight forward with her and he was smart about technical and medical things. That was why she texted him. That was why she was meeting up with him.

As she walked to the Blue Rose with Milo, she was worried that some undealt with feelings would arise again. But Mya had to remind herself that Connor didn’t see her that way and she had to be okay with that. He had his own life that didn’t revolve around taking care of her. She didn’t want anyone thinking they had to take care of her.  

He woke early and got in a run with the pups. Fed them and left them to their own devices as he took a shower and shaved. He opted for casual in terms of wearing jeans but put on a button up, rolled the sleeves. He was on time as he drove into an empty spot and parked. He checked the area and saw no signs of a certain vehicle. It had been claimed from the impound lot already but he was pretty sure no one realized he’d had a hand in having it towed. He could see Mya through a window at the restaurant. The smile on his face was automatic. 

She dropped her head and allowed her hair to fall over her face. It’d been months…but Connor still made her feel warm inside. She was sure it was showing on her face which was now also warm. Mya cleared her throat. There was no telling how anyone would react to her wanting to do something so drastic. It’d been awhile since she was told there was this experimental surgery happening and at first she wasn’t sure if she wanted to participate. But now she was.

“This thing happening soon? That’s rather vague.” The waitress came by and brought their tea. He thanked her. She asked if they wanted menus. He took a look at Mya and then addressed the waitress. “I think we’ll probably get the french toast. I’ve heard wonderful things about it. But I’ll let my companion decide if we are ready to order or if we’ll just drink the tea first.” He started preparing her tea remembering how she took it. “I hope you don’t mind.. I took the liberty of ordering us tea when I walked in.” 

“Um..”

She cleared her throat again. This time so he couldn’t hear the way her voice shook when she spoke to him. Mya finally smiled and nodded her head. If she was going to convince people she was confident in her decision, then she had to be confident.  

Connor smiled as she spoke. She wasn’t ever direct. Not really. Maybe a time or two when she was angry with him. He listened and drank a bit more. He nodded when she said experimental surgery. He frowned at the thought. The word experimental wasn’t exactly comforting but he was a person who valued science. And he also knew there were developments all of the time in terms of groundbreaking medical procedures. She mentioned the hospital and he did know. When he’d had her committed until she was clean, until they helped her with her condition. He turned the cup as she finished speaking. 

“Well I don’t know all of that…yet. But I will find out. I just want to make sure I’m completely sure I want to do this.”

In the back of her mind, Mya hoped this drastic change would improve her life. There was nothing wrong with living with Ana and Mac, she mostly kept to herself. Milo was comfortable and that was what was most important. Suddenly she tilted her head to the side, like something clicked in her mind. “If I get the surgery Milo could retire. He’d like that.” She grinned, her pointer finger moved around the rim of the warm cup.

He heard the mumble and knew how different it would really be. He reached out then and took her hand. “I think it’s a good idea.” He squeezed her hand. “We do need all of the information, check their credentials in terms of how many surgeries they’ve performed, their success ratio.” He paused a moment. “You’re not doing it alone. And I speak their language. I’ll go through all of the details and explain it all.”

“No it’s okay.I can stay at the hospital for a few days afterwards. I just…really wanted your opinion. This is something I’d like to do on my own without people checking on me. I trust that the doctors are able to do their job. I could even hire an in home nurse. You know, someone who’s job it actually is to help…”

She had the bank account from her parents. Mya hadn’t even touched it yet. Besides groceries and a smoothie here and there. She’d never been a big spender anyway.

“Why not?” Her words were soft and simple. She wouldn’t pry too much. Mya didn’t want him to offer up any information he would be uncomfortable with sharing. 

“You can’t sit around feeling sorry for yourself because that would just make you more miserable. You don’t deserve to be miserable even if you think you do. No one does.” Mya finished her sentence by placing a fork full of french toast into her mouth. She smiled softly, mostly because of the warm sweet taste but also to show Connor she wasn’t trying to judge him.

“What if I don’t know who I want to be? What if.. I don’t even know what makes me happy?” He thought about the things he had enjoyed in life so far. They all carried with it a hint of darkness and pain. He liked music but hadn’t picked up his trumpet in months. The pups made him happy but it wasn’t like he could live his life for them. He needed purpose. He needed a set of goals and responsibilities. “I used to do puzzles.. now it’s rare that I will sit and do one. I will sit and think of ways to balance..” He stopped what he was about to say and instead forked some french toast into his mouth, deciding he was getting too close to saying what he was doing. 

“Well...I like puzzles,” she spoke simply. 

Mya took a bite from her fork and continued to eat. In a roundabout way she was insinuating they should hang out together since they both pretended not wanting to be bothered by anyone anyway. To anyone who knew them it was a horrible idea, and Mya knew as much. But Connor sounded lonely, more than lonely. He sounded like he’d completely given up. 

“They have textured puzzles for blind people or-- you could wait until I get my new eyes and we can do a huge puzzle together. Like a million pieces.”

Mya’s life had been very stagnant lately. Her daily routine was mundane and almost nonexistent, which was no one’s fault but her own. She’d convinced herself in order to stay clean, to stay safe, she was better off not doing much of anything. She listened to music, even wrote music and kept to herself. She participated in daily strolls to the park with Milo and to a small bodega she liked, for a snack for the way home. But that was as exciting as her life got. Mya felt like need needed a change, she was practically looking for one. And there was one, a huge possibility at a surgery that would be more than paid for. A chance to get her sight, or at least more than she had now. A stem plant transplant surgery that was still in the works in the UK. Mya was more than willing to be an guinea pig but she wanted to make sure she was doing the right thing. Out of all of the people she could ask, she valued Connor’s opinion the most. Mostly because he would be straight forward with her and he was smart about technical and medical things. That was why she texted him. That was why she was meeting up with him.

As she walked to the Blue Rose with Milo, she was worried that some undealt with feelings would arise again. But Mya had to remind herself that Connor didn’t see her that way and she had to be okay with that. He had his own life that didn’t revolve around taking care of her. She didn’t want anyone thinking they had to take care of her.  

He woke early and got in a run with the pups. Fed them and left them to their own devices as he took a shower and shaved. He opted for casual in terms of wearing jeans but put on a button up, rolled the sleeves. He was on time as he drove into an empty spot and parked. He checked the area and saw no signs of a certain vehicle. It had been claimed from the impound lot already but he was pretty sure no one realized he’d had a hand in having it towed. He could see Mya through a window at the restaurant. The smile on his face was automatic. 

She dropped her head and allowed her hair to fall over her face. It’d been months…but Connor still made her feel warm inside. She was sure it was showing on her face which was now also warm. Mya cleared her throat. There was no telling how anyone would react to her wanting to do something so drastic. It’d been awhile since she was told there was this experimental surgery happening and at first she wasn’t sure if she wanted to participate. But now she was.

“This thing happening soon? That’s rather vague.” The waitress came by and brought their tea. He thanked her. She asked if they wanted menus. He took a look at Mya and then addressed the waitress. “I think we’ll probably get the french toast. I’ve heard wonderful things about it. But I’ll let my companion decide if we are ready to order or if we’ll just drink the tea first.” He started preparing her tea remembering how she took it. “I hope you don’t mind.. I took the liberty of ordering us tea when I walked in.” 

“Um..”

She cleared her throat again. This time so he couldn’t hear the way her voice shook when she spoke to him. Mya finally smiled and nodded her head. If she was going to convince people she was confident in her decision, then she had to be confident.  

Connor smiled as she spoke. She wasn’t ever direct. Not really. Maybe a time or two when she was angry with him. He listened and drank a bit more. He nodded when she said experimental surgery. He frowned at the thought. The word experimental wasn’t exactly comforting but he was a person who valued science. And he also knew there were developments all of the time in terms of groundbreaking medical procedures. She mentioned the hospital and he did know. When he’d had her committed until she was clean, until they helped her with her condition. He turned the cup as she finished speaking. 

“Well I don’t know all of that…yet. But I will find out. I just want to make sure I’m completely sure I want to do this.”

In the back of her mind, Mya hoped this drastic change would improve her life. There was nothing wrong with living with Ana and Mac, she mostly kept to herself. Milo was comfortable and that was what was most important. Suddenly she tilted her head to the side, like something clicked in her mind. “If I get the surgery Milo could retire. He’d like that.” She grinned, her pointer finger moved around the rim of the warm cup.

He heard the mumble and knew how different it would really be. He reached out then and took her hand. “I think it’s a good idea.” He squeezed her hand. “We do need all of the information, check their credentials in terms of how many surgeries they’ve performed, their success ratio.” He paused a moment. “You’re not doing it alone. And I speak their language. I’ll go through all of the details and explain it all.”

“No it’s okay.I can stay at the hospital for a few days afterwards. I just…really wanted your opinion. This is something I’d like to do on my own without people checking on me. I trust that the doctors are able to do their job. I could even hire an in home nurse. You know, someone who’s job it actually is to help…”

She had the bank account from her parents. Mya hadn’t even touched it yet. Besides groceries and a smoothie here and there. She’d never been a big spender anyway.

“Why not?” Her words were soft and simple. She wouldn’t pry too much. Mya didn’t want him to offer up any information he would be uncomfortable with sharing. 

“You can’t sit around feeling sorry for yourself because that would just make you more miserable. You don’t deserve to be miserable even if you think you do. No one does.” Mya finished her sentence by placing a fork full of french toast into her mouth. She smiled softly, mostly because of the warm sweet taste but also to show Connor she wasn’t trying to judge him.

Mya’s life had been very stagnant lately. Her daily routine was mundane and almost nonexistent, which was no one’s fault but her own. She’d convinced herself in order to stay clean, to stay safe, she was better off not doing much of anything. She listened to music, even wrote music and kept to herself. She participated in daily strolls to the park with Milo and to a small bodega she liked, for a snack for the way home. But that was as exciting as her life got. Mya felt like need needed a change, she was practically looking for one. And there was one, a huge possibility at a surgery that would be more than paid for. A chance to get her sight, or at least more than she had now. A stem plant transplant surgery that was still in the works in the UK. Mya was more than willing to be an guinea pig but she wanted to make sure she was doing the right thing. Out of all of the people she could ask, she valued Connor’s opinion the most. Mostly because he would be straight forward with her and he was smart about technical and medical things. That was why she texted him. That was why she was meeting up with him.

As she walked to the Blue Rose with Milo, she was worried that some undealt with feelings would arise again. But Mya had to remind herself that Connor didn’t see her that way and she had to be okay with that. He had his own life that didn’t revolve around taking care of her. She didn’t want anyone thinking they had to take care of her.  

He woke early and got in a run with the pups. Fed them and left them to their own devices as he took a shower and shaved. He opted for casual in terms of wearing jeans but put on a button up, rolled the sleeves. He was on time as he drove into an empty spot and parked. He checked the area and saw no signs of a certain vehicle. It had been claimed from the impound lot already but he was pretty sure no one realized he’d had a hand in having it towed. He could see Mya through a window at the restaurant. The smile on his face was automatic. 

She dropped her head and allowed her hair to fall over her face. It’d been months…but Connor still made her feel warm inside. She was sure it was showing on her face which was now also warm. Mya cleared her throat. There was no telling how anyone would react to her wanting to do something so drastic. It’d been awhile since she was told there was this experimental surgery happening and at first she wasn’t sure if she wanted to participate. But now she was.

“This thing happening soon? That’s rather vague.” The waitress came by and brought their tea. He thanked her. She asked if they wanted menus. He took a look at Mya and then addressed the waitress. “I think we’ll probably get the french toast. I’ve heard wonderful things about it. But I’ll let my companion decide if we are ready to order or if we’ll just drink the tea first.” He started preparing her tea remembering how she took it. “I hope you don’t mind.. I took the liberty of ordering us tea when I walked in.” 

“Um..”

She cleared her throat again. This time so he couldn’t hear the way her voice shook when she spoke to him. Mya finally smiled and nodded her head. If she was going to convince people she was confident in her decision, then she had to be confident.  

Connor smiled as she spoke. She wasn’t ever direct. Not really. Maybe a time or two when she was angry with him. He listened and drank a bit more. He nodded when she said experimental surgery. He frowned at the thought. The word experimental wasn’t exactly comforting but he was a person who valued science. And he also knew there were developments all of the time in terms of groundbreaking medical procedures. She mentioned the hospital and he did know. When he’d had her committed until she was clean, until they helped her with her condition. He turned the cup as she finished speaking. 

“Well I don’t know all of that…yet. But I will find out. I just want to make sure I’m completely sure I want to do this.”

In the back of her mind, Mya hoped this drastic change would improve her life. There was nothing wrong with living with Ana and Mac, she mostly kept to herself. Milo was comfortable and that was what was most important. Suddenly she tilted her head to the side, like something clicked in her mind. “If I get the surgery Milo could retire. He’d like that.” She grinned, her pointer finger moved around the rim of the warm cup.

He heard the mumble and knew how different it would really be. He reached out then and took her hand. “I think it’s a good idea.” He squeezed her hand. “We do need all of the information, check their credentials in terms of how many surgeries they’ve performed, their success ratio.” He paused a moment. “You’re not doing it alone. And I speak their language. I’ll go through all of the details and explain it all.”

“No it’s okay.I can stay at the hospital for a few days afterwards. I just…really wanted your opinion. This is something I’d like to do on my own without people checking on me. I trust that the doctors are able to do their job. I could even hire an in home nurse. You know, someone who’s job it actually is to help…”

She had the bank account from her parents. Mya hadn’t even touched it yet. Besides groceries and a smoothie here and there. She’d never been a big spender anyway.

“Why not?” Her words were soft and simple. She wouldn’t pry too much. Mya didn’t want him to offer up any information he would be uncomfortable with sharing. 

Mya’s life had been very stagnant lately. Her daily routine was mundane and almost nonexistent, which was no one’s fault but her own. She’d convinced herself in order to stay clean, to stay safe, she was better off not doing much of anything. She listened to music, even wrote music and kept to herself. She participated in daily strolls to the park with Milo and to a small bodega she liked, for a snack for the way home. But that was as exciting as her life got. Mya felt like need needed a change, she was practically looking for one. And there was one, a huge possibility at a surgery that would be more than paid for. A chance to get her sight, or at least more than she had now. A stem plant transplant surgery that was still in the works in the UK. Mya was more than willing to be an guinea pig but she wanted to make sure she was doing the right thing. Out of all of the people she could ask, she valued Connor’s opinion the most. Mostly because he would be straight forward with her and he was smart about technical and medical things. That was why she texted him. That was why she was meeting up with him.

As she walked to the Blue Rose with Milo, she was worried that some undealt with feelings would arise again. But Mya had to remind herself that Connor didn’t see her that way and she had to be okay with that. He had his own life that didn’t revolve around taking care of her. She didn’t want anyone thinking they had to take care of her.  

He woke early and got in a run with the pups. Fed them and left them to their own devices as he took a shower and shaved. He opted for casual in terms of wearing jeans but put on a button up, rolled the sleeves. He was on time as he drove into an empty spot and parked. He checked the area and saw no signs of a certain vehicle. It had been claimed from the impound lot already but he was pretty sure no one realized he’d had a hand in having it towed. He could see Mya through a window at the restaurant. The smile on his face was automatic. 

She dropped her head and allowed her hair to fall over her face. It’d been months…but Connor still made her feel warm inside. She was sure it was showing on her face which was now also warm. Mya cleared her throat. There was no telling how anyone would react to her wanting to do something so drastic. It’d been awhile since she was told there was this experimental surgery happening and at first she wasn’t sure if she wanted to participate. But now she was.

“This thing happening soon? That’s rather vague.” The waitress came by and brought their tea. He thanked her. She asked if they wanted menus. He took a look at Mya and then addressed the waitress. “I think we’ll probably get the french toast. I’ve heard wonderful things about it. But I’ll let my companion decide if we are ready to order or if we’ll just drink the tea first.” He started preparing her tea remembering how she took it. “I hope you don’t mind.. I took the liberty of ordering us tea when I walked in.” 

“Um..”

She cleared her throat again. This time so he couldn’t hear the way her voice shook when she spoke to him. Mya finally smiled and nodded her head. If she was going to convince people she was confident in her decision, then she had to be confident.  

Connor smiled as she spoke. She wasn’t ever direct. Not really. Maybe a time or two when she was angry with him. He listened and drank a bit more. He nodded when she said experimental surgery. He frowned at the thought. The word experimental wasn’t exactly comforting but he was a person who valued science. And he also knew there were developments all of the time in terms of groundbreaking medical procedures. She mentioned the hospital and he did know. When he’d had her committed until she was clean, until they helped her with her condition. He turned the cup as she finished speaking. 

“Well I don’t know all of that…yet. But I will find out. I just want to make sure I’m completely sure I want to do this.”

In the back of her mind, Mya hoped this drastic change would improve her life. There was nothing wrong with living with Ana and Mac, she mostly kept to herself. Milo was comfortable and that was what was most important. Suddenly she tilted her head to the side, like something clicked in her mind. “If I get the surgery Milo could retire. He’d like that.” She grinned, her pointer finger moved around the rim of the warm cup.

He heard the mumble and knew how different it would really be. He reached out then and took her hand. “I think it’s a good idea.” He squeezed her hand. “We do need all of the information, check their credentials in terms of how many surgeries they’ve performed, their success ratio.” He paused a moment. “You’re not doing it alone. And I speak their language. I’ll go through all of the details and explain it all.”

“No it’s okay.I can stay at the hospital for a few days afterwards. I just...really wanted your opinion. This is something I’d like to do on my own without people checking on me. I trust that the doctors are able to do their job. I could even hire an in home nurse. You know, someone who’s job it actually is to help...”

She had the bank account from her parents. Mya hadn’t even touched it yet. Besides groceries and a smoothie here and there. She’d never been a big spender anyway.

Mya’s life had been very stagnant lately. Her daily routine was mundane and almost nonexistent, which was no one’s fault but her own. She’d convinced herself in order to stay clean, to stay safe, she was better off not doing much of anything. She listened to music, even wrote music and kept to herself. She participated in daily strolls to the park with Milo and to a small bodega she liked, for a snack for the way home. But that was as exciting as her life got. Mya felt like need needed a change, she was practically looking for one. And there was one, a huge possibility at a surgery that would be more than paid for. A chance to get her sight, or at least more than she had now. A stem plant transplant surgery that was still in the works in the UK. Mya was more than willing to be an guinea pig but she wanted to make sure she was doing the right thing. Out of all of the people she could ask, she valued Connor’s opinion the most. Mostly because he would be straight forward with her and he was smart about technical and medical things. That was why she texted him. That was why she was meeting up with him.

As she walked to the Blue Rose with Milo, she was worried that some undealt with feelings would arise again. But Mya had to remind herself that Connor didn’t see her that way and she had to be okay with that. He had his own life that didn’t revolve around taking care of her. She didn’t want anyone thinking they had to take care of her.  

He woke early and got in a run with the pups. Fed them and left them to their own devices as he took a shower and shaved. He opted for casual in terms of wearing jeans but put on a button up, rolled the sleeves. He was on time as he drove into an empty spot and parked. He checked the area and saw no signs of a certain vehicle. It had been claimed from the impound lot already but he was pretty sure no one realized he’d had a hand in having it towed. He could see Mya through a window at the restaurant. The smile on his face was automatic. 

She dropped her head and allowed her hair to fall over her face. It’d been months…but Connor still made her feel warm inside. She was sure it was showing on her face which was now also warm. Mya cleared her throat. There was no telling how anyone would react to her wanting to do something so drastic. It’d been awhile since she was told there was this experimental surgery happening and at first she wasn’t sure if she wanted to participate. But now she was.

“This thing happening soon? That’s rather vague.” The waitress came by and brought their tea. He thanked her. She asked if they wanted menus. He took a look at Mya and then addressed the waitress. “I think we’ll probably get the french toast. I’ve heard wonderful things about it. But I’ll let my companion decide if we are ready to order or if we’ll just drink the tea first.” He started preparing her tea remembering how she took it. “I hope you don’t mind.. I took the liberty of ordering us tea when I walked in.” 

“Um..”

She cleared her throat again. This time so he couldn’t hear the way her voice shook when she spoke to him. Mya finally smiled and nodded her head. If she was going to convince people she was confident in her decision, then she had to be confident.  

Connor smiled as she spoke. She wasn’t ever direct. Not really. Maybe a time or two when she was angry with him. He listened and drank a bit more. He nodded when she said experimental surgery. He frowned at the thought. The word experimental wasn’t exactly comforting but he was a person who valued science. And he also knew there were developments all of the time in terms of groundbreaking medical procedures. She mentioned the hospital and he did know. When he’d had her committed until she was clean, until they helped her with her condition. He turned the cup as she finished speaking. 

“Well I don’t know all of that…yet. But I will find out. I just want to make sure I’m completely sure I want to do this.”

In the back of her mind, Mya hoped this drastic change would improve her life. There was nothing wrong with living with Ana and Mac, she mostly kept to herself. Milo was comfortable and that was what was most important. Suddenly she tilted her head to the side, like something clicked in her mind. “If I get the surgery Milo could retire. He’d like that.” She grinned, her pointer finger moved around the rim of the warm cup.