If you’re like me who walks everywhere I go, it’s a constant struggle to find a stylish, comfortable shoe. These block heels are not too high with a singular strap over the foot for security. They are comfortable with a throwback vibe that will spice up any outfit especially with the pop of red. I would pair these with tailored neutral trouser for work or a skinny jean for a weekend look.
“Honestly, if they’re not
wearing cinder block shoes then they have to be running some kind of illegal
zoo up there. There’s no other explanation for the noises that they make,” you
complain as you glance up at the ceiling. You’re certain that, one of these
days, the base between the two floors is going to give and your upstairs
neighbors (along with their fucking petting zoo that you’re certain has to
exist) will come crashing down into your bedroom in the middle of the night.
“They could be fucking,”
Taehyung offers as he flips a page in his Biology textbook, “they could be into
some really weird shit. You never know about these crazy college kids.” He
glances up in time to catch the blank look you offer and shrugs. “Or they could
have a petting zoo. I don’t know. They are loud, though. Have you tried talking
You sigh as you fold another
t-shirt and place it into your suitcase. “No,” you grumble, “I wanted to avoid
problems. I knew after the first day of living here that I wouldn’t be renewing
but I didn’t think it’d be this bad for the whole year.”
***This is a response to the above requests, and a sequel to In the Rain (also a little NSFWish)
She was laughing again as they finally turned the last corner to her block. Mulder’s shoes squished with every step he took and his soaked clothes were starting to become more than just a little uncomfortable. The air conditioning inside the building had them both shivering before they even got in the elevator.
They left a trail of rainwater behind them and a Scully gave a sincerely apologetic look to the desk clerk who looked at them with disdain. They drip drip dripped inside the elevator, creating a pool around their feet and Scully caught another case of the giggles. Mulder couldn’t stop smiling. She took her heels off and Mulder squished his way behind her to her door.
“I think…” she said. “Come into the bathroom.”
“Let me get my shoes off.” He untied his laces in the hallway and stepped out of his shoes before entering.
“Come on,” she said, guiding him through the bedroom into the attached bath. She had most of her shirt unbuttoned by then, but couldn’t seem to manage peeling it away from her skin.
“Don’t suppose you have anything of mine I could wear laying around do you?”
“Sorry, no.” She shucked her shirt and shivered. It made a little plop as she dropped it on the counter next to the sink. “There’s a washer-dryer in that closet though.”
Mulder tried to keep his eyes on her face, but it had been a long time since she’d been even the remotest bit naked in front of him. Her bra was dark blue satin, revealing nothing, but still. He knew what it was hiding.