He could handle pranks. A lie that Berwald told himself. He could see out of his two year old prescription glasses. Another lie that Berwald told himself.
Magnus was a shithead. That was not a lie. That was fact.
After getting into another petty fight, Magnus had decided that hiding Berwald's glasses was the best course of action. He knew that without them, Berwald couldn't see shit. And he knew that Berwald didn't have contacts, so Berwald wasn't going to be able to see shit. No matter what he did.
Of course, Berwald was left pissed, but he was also left blind, so at the moment, there was nothing he could do about it.
He thought about calling in sick to work, but Børre wasn't an idiot and could tell whether or not the Swede was lying.
The only choice he had for the rest of the day was to tread carefully. Literally.
At first it didn't seem that bad. He saw well enough to differentiate between a car and a person. Or so he thought.
When he had to cross the road, one would think that he knew that that was a stupid idea, and that he knew he was going to get himself killed.
But he was a stubborn man. Or more so, an idiot.
He was only two steps out onto the road when he was sent flying to the ground.
In his 'holy fuck I've been hit by a car' stupor, he heard screaming, a car honking, and crying.
"Oh my god I just hit him with my car oh my god oh my GOD-"
"Sir, just calm down. The ambulance is gonna be here soon. It'll be okay."
"He's bleeding from his face!"
"It's a very small cut."
"Oh my god I killed him!"
"He's still very much alive. He just has a small concussion."
And at that moment, Berwald suddenly saw clearly. He could see an angelic face of, well, an angel. A halo of light surrounded the angel, giving the whole situation a really heavenly vibe.
"HE'S DEAD!" The angel suddenly started screaming that he was dead, which was kinda weird, because no one was dead. "OH MY GOD I'M GOING TO JAIL! I KILLED A HOT GUY! I KILLED SOMEONE WHO'S PROBABLY A PORN STAR! OH GOD."