***Yeah, Yeah, I should be continuing New Beginning. Shut up. I will, just later.***
Roxas sat in darkness, though he could feel the sun on his cheeks.
He held out a cup for people to drop money into as he sat on the sun-warmed ground.
He was blind.
He was homeless.
He had asked someone to write him a sign that said "I'm blind, Please help."
Today he had heard three coins drop into his little cup.
Some people just dropped the money onto he sidewalk in front of him, so he had to feel around for it and then put it into his cup.
Then someone stopped in front of the boy and just stood there.
After a long while, Roxas reached out a hand and touched the person's shoes. They were high heels and smooth.
"Am I in your way, ma'am? I can move." Roxas said.
"No, but I have a request." Was the reply. She had a soft voice, she sounded like she was about as old as he was.
"Yes?"
"Can I change your sign?" She asked.
"Sure." He shrugged.
He heard her bend down and retrieve the sign. She must have ha a sharpie with her, because he heard he writing on the cardboard.
Then he heard her heels click away.
Suddenly, tons of people were giving him money.
His little cup was almost full when someone stopped right in front of him and didn't move.
After a few seconds of silence he felt the person's shoes.
It was the same girl as before.
"What did you do to my sign?" He asked, trying to look up at her.
"I just reworded what it said before." She said, and her heels clicked away again.
"Hey!" He called after the next person to give him money.
"Yeah?" Was the reply.
"What does my sign say?" He asked.
"Uh…'Today is a beautiful day, and I can't see it.'" The man quoted.
Roxas nodded.
She was right.