"Mom, what happened?" Kacey was surprised seeing her mother with her luggage beside her; she was sitting on one of the benches in front of the building where she lived. Confused, looking at her mom with teary eyes, she smelled alcohol.
"Do I look fine?" she replied sarcastically with her drunken behavior.
"Whatever, Mom..." She said, rolling her eyes after surrendering to her mom's' behavior.
"Can I crash at your place tonight, sweetheart?" An instant puppy tone with the first serious word came out fluttering with a cold trying to reach her hand at the moment.
"Let's go upstairs, Mom." A deep, full sigh was released, and then she started taking her luggage, guiding her drunk mom inside.
* * *
"How can you be so stoic? But if you insist, I will be straightforward and frank with you also for the record," she brought up, pressing the button of her mini recorder placed on the table.
"So, I will discuss the detail that you will undergo for method procedure, and I do have three options for you. Are you willing to listen now? I bet you will, Orianna, this time, and be considerate. This information is supposed to be talked about a long time ago." showing impatience to her.
"Look, I'm sorry if I am being stupid, but go on; I'm listening. Forgive me; I had too much on my plate at that time, too much to handle, and I was also shocked, distracted, and everything I went through," she admitted.
"Well, fairly enough, I understand. I am sorry to Orianna; about what happens, it's hard to be a friend and, at the same time, be in a doctor-patient associate, particularly if the two of us were being close somehow. So listen carefully; I won't find myself reciting; are we good?" Folding her arms across her chest while standing still in front of Orianna.
"Yes...go ahead and hit me with those ideas and possibilities," she replied with a worried voice.
"Yes, I will do hit you on this one, ready?" She
beamed, Orianna just shrugged.
"How hard then?" She asked.
"Very Orianna, hard same as your head," she replied.
"Well, good to know, so I won't be worried about speaking," she added.
"First you will go through a LASIK procedure, Orianna, which means
Laser-Assisted In Situ Keratomileusis. A procedure that permanently changes the shape of the cornea," she said, sitting on the edge of the table with her hands beside her, waiting for Orianna's response.
"Two?" Orianna asked, calmly snatching her walking stick and playing with it.
"Well, two, we will find a donor, and that thing costs you much. The possibilities are you will have a long period of healing; it relies too upon how your cells respond," she replied directly.
"Well hello, obviously it's the eye, very subtle and sensitive, no offense to your career, not questioning either, and also that eye came from a dead body—no freaking way! Who knows?" Orianna sarcastically said with a very harsh tone.
" Nah, well sometimes you need to go dirty hands and set the disposition to put a game-changer, and for some reasons, made paying someone's attention as stubborn as fuck as you Orianna. I don't think so, no offense, too, really just doing my job," she added, putting pressure on her words.
"Blame it on my genes, Nathalia, Doc?" She said, having her.
"Ugh, good lord, yes, fine, I have nothing to do with that," she said, gently rubbing the back of her neck with her hands, eyes closed but looking up, feeling the pressure.
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