They were expensive, actually costed more than I hoped to pay.

The emptiness of my wallet and the black hole I call my bank account… well, what’s another day without food?

I drag a finger across the soft fabric. It’s blue and delicate to the touch. The acidic smell I have to get used to, but I got used to the small flat I live in.

The soles of the shoes shines with a shimmer. I have placed them on the table just to inspect them. Yeah, they are beautiful. I feel enthralled with a smidge of regret.

I need to return them tomorrow.