shawn
April 18th, 2019
i sigh as i walk into the store, already knowing that i have no clue what i'm doing
" hi! can i help you? " the woman at the desk asks and i nod, walking up to her
" um, my girlfriend... she's a dancer and her pointe shoes ripped. i was coming to see if you had any available? " i ask and she smiles, nodding
" do you know what size shoe she is? " the woman asks, typing away on her computer
" she's a nine and a half " i reply
" and what type of pointe shoe she uses? " she asks
fuck
" i-i didn't know there was different types " i say and she laughs
" feel free to call someone. i don't mind
waiting " she says and i nod, thanking her
i quickly unlock my phone and call arabella
" pick up pick up pick up " i whisper to myself
" hello? " arabella picks up
" hey! what type of pointe shoe does evangeline wear? " i ask
" she wears muse point shoes by russian
pointe " she tells me
" okay thank you s- "
" but! " she cuts me off
" she wants synthesis pointe shoes by bloch " she continues
" thanks, arabella. i owe you " i tell her
" yeah, yeah " she says before hanging up
i slip my phone back into my pocket and turn back to the woman at the computer
" synthesis pointe shoes by bloch, please "
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" have a nice day! " the woman exclaims as i walk towards the door
" you as well! " i reply
alright, i got her pointe shoes so now i can go home, i'll probably order in because i'm too lazy to cook
i feel my phone buzz rapidly, so i pull it out and see that evangeline is calling
" hey sweetheart " i say into the phone
" hey " she replies, and i hear sniffling
" are you okay? " i ask and she huffs
" no. i had a bad day, my cramps are killing me, i just wanted to hear your voice " she says and i frown
" i'm sorry, babe. give me a second, i'm walking up to my apartment now " i tell her, fumbling through my pockets for my keys, which i find as i approach my apartment door
" okay, honey. tell me all about your day " i say
