Beca had been at the mall afternoon and was getting really sick of shopping, but she needed to find the perfect dress for a banquet dinner she was going to the next day. She was walking around H&M looking for a dress when a young redhead wearing sunglasses with a service dog with her got her attention.

"Hi, sorry to bother you," she said anxiously. "I'm blind, and I was hoping you could maybe find me this shirt in a size medium? This one feels too small," she said, handing Beca a shirt.

"Oh yeah, sure," Beca said. She walked over to the rack of shirts and handed the girl a size medium. "Here you go."

"Thanks," she said. "I'm Chloe, by the way."

"I'm Beca, it's nice to meet you. What's your dog's name?"

"Storm," Chloe said. "He was in Hurricane Sandy and my parents rescued him and got him trained for me so I could be more independent."

"That's so cool," Beca said.

"Hey, I'm just getting ready to leave, do you want to get a coffee?"

"Sure," Beca said. Her phone began buzzing in her pocket and she pulled it out to see it was her best friend and business partner Jesse. "I actually have to take a work call really quickly but I'll meet you outside."

"Ok," Chloe smiled.

Beca went outside and answered her phone that was buzzing for the second time. "Hey, sorry, I'm at the mall and I was talking to this girl."

"Oh my god a girl! You haven't had a girlfriend in forever," Jesse said. "I was beginning to think you had become straight or something."

"Oh no way that's gonna happen," Beca said with a laugh. "She's blind and she asked me to find a shirt for her and then we started talking. So what do you want?"

"Nothing, I'm just bored. And dude she's blind? How do you have sex with a blind girl?"

"I don't know, probably the same way you have sex with a girl that can see. And anyway, we're hardly even friends and she's probably straight. And seriously dude, watch a movie or something, I thought this was about work."

"Ok, I'll let you get back to your date."

"Shut up dude, it's not a date," Beca said with a laugh. "See you tomorrow."

She hung up and Chloe walked out of the store meeting up with Beca. "Hey, I appreciate you helping me."

"Oh it's not a big deal," Beca said.

"It means a lot though. I asked like 3 people before you and they just ignored me," Chloe said.

"How could anyone be so rude?" Beca asked disappointedly.

"They just see the service dog and flip out," Chloe sighed. "Before I got Storm they saw the white cane and avoided me."

"Ugh I'm so sorry, that must really suck," Beca said.

"I know it's probably a little awkward, I'm sorry," Chloe said.

"No, it's fine," Beca said. "I don't have many friends, it's nice to talk to new people."

"Same here," Chloe said. "It was so much easier back when I could see."

"Oh you weren't born blind?"

"No, I was in a car accident 3 years ago and had severe brain trauma that blinded me and caused epilepsy, so Storm is also my seizure dog."

"Wow, I'm so sorry," Beca said.

"It's alright," Chloe shrugged. "So do you have a boyfriend?"

"Oh no, I'm a lesbian," Beca said with a laugh.

"Really? Me too," Chloe said. "I had a girlfriend before the accident and we were together for awhile but she didn't like having to help me so much."

"Oh my god, what a bitch," Beca said. "Sorry, that was out of place, I just don't really understand why people act like that."

"No it's ok, I've never met anyone as nice as you," Chloe said. "Can you look for a sign and see if they allow service dogs in here?" She asked as they approached the coffee shop.

"I don't see a sign but I'm sure it'll be fine. I can just get a coffee for you if you want."

"Yeah can you? I just don't want to get asked to leave, it's always so embarrassing."

"Of course. Cream and sugar?"

"Yeah, thanks," Chloe said.

Beca returned with the coffees a minute later and she and Chloe sat down at a table. "This is a really dumb question, but your eyes...are they closed? Or like..." Beca asked hesitantly.

"No, I guess they still look normal, but since I can't see, I don't blink a lot and they don't really focus on anything so it ends up looking really weird. I've been going to laser therapy for almost a year now and I can see light. It's like when you close your eyes when it's sunny, that's what it looks like," Chloe said. "And seriously, ask questions if you have them, I don't want to be a mystery. Now tell me if you look like how I picture you. I feel like you're tall, blonde, tan, super athletic and-"

Beca burst into laughter. "I'm short, I have basic brown hair, I'm super pale, and I'm probably the least athletic person ever."

Chloe laughed. "Are you in college? You seem young."

"I graduated last year, I'm a music producer," Beca replied. "How about you?"

"I'm 25, and I'm a journalist," Chloe said.

"That's so cool!" Beca said.

"Aww thanks," Chloe said. "Who have you produced for?"

"The Weeknd, Melanie Martinez, and a bunch of indie artists that no ones heard of."

"You'll have to play some for me sometime," Chloe said. Can I give you my number?"

"Yeah," Beca said. She gave Chloe her number and she did the same.

"Oh and call when you want to talk because I still haven't figured out the voice thing on my phone yet," Chloe laughed.

"Alright, sounds good," Beca smiled. "Hey Chloe, would it be ok if I took you out on a date sometime?" She asked nervously.

"Really?" Chloe smiled. "Yes, it would be more than ok."

"Great, I'll let you know when I can," Beca said. "I actually have to go to a meeting for work right now, it was so great to meet you." She stood up from the table and the redhead did the same, giving her a hug.

"Oh my god, you really are tiny," Chloe said with a laugh. "It was great to meet you too, I'll talk to you soon." She gave Beca a quick kiss on the lips which took the brunette totally by surprise.

Beca blushed about 12 shades of red before letting go of the redheads hand, which she didn't even realize she had been holding. "Bye Chloe, I'll see you later." She walked away with a huge smile on her face. She might sort of have a girlfriend.