It started out innocently. You were walking home from a club, and had been drinking a bit, so you hadn't brought a car, and it was a nice enough night, so you started walking. Your girlfriend, Bella was wearing three-inch purple heels that matched her dress, and you had on a pair of dress shoes. As you walked, she started to complain about her feet, and started stopping every few blocks.
"Come on! We're almost home!" you said.
"My feet hurt! Give me a minute!" Bella complained.
"Should've worn flats." you chuckled. "You knew we were walking home."
She thought for a moment.
"Give me your shoes." she said.
"What?"
"Your shoes. Give them to me. You want me to get home? Walk home in your socks and see how it feels." she said.
You thought for a moment. You were the same shoe size, something that had made it very convenient for Bella to steal your sneakers or a pair of socks on occasion.
"...Fine." you said. You took your shoes off and handed them to her.
She slipped on your shoes and started walking, carrying her heels in, and you followed, having no problem until you realized that the entire block in front of your apartment building was wet.
Bella started walking towards the building as you contemplated your situation.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I don't want to walk through the wet sidewalk without my shoes. Trade back? It's only a block left." you replied.
"Hm..." she pondered. She grinned as she tossed her heels at you.
"No way." you said.
"Then find another way around." she started walking towards the building.
It was late, and it was only a block, anyway. You put on the heels and rushed to follow her, finding that even after a minute or so, your feet started to hurt.
"You know," Bella started. "You don't look half bad in those."
You walked across the lobby towards the elevator, with Bella being amused by the clicking of the heels.
"Ow..." you said as you stepped into the elevator. You pulled off the heels. "Not funny."
"You got to experience a fraction of what women experience on a daily basis." Bella said.
"Then they should pick flats." you laughed, and Bella joined in.
After that, you both got ready for bed and went to sleep.
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