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“Y’know, you’re such a weird one, Chloe. Most of my friends find my feet disgusting, utterly revolving, yet you love them. The more sweaty the better, as you once told me. I thought that was just weird, but you asking for this really threw me for a loop.”

“It isn’t every day that a friend asks you to become your clothes, let alone your flip-flops. I almost can’t believe it. How can a woman as weird and perverted as you exist? I frankly don’t know, but I’m glad for it. You make some incredible footwear.”

“It’s as if you were destined for this. A unique human, but the best pair of flip-flops I’ve ever owned. On that subject, it brings me to what I really want to know. Would you be fine with me keeping you, permanently?”

“I know we didn’t talk about it, but I figured one of us would bring it up eventually. You’re such a good pair that I don’t want to give you up. No one, I mean no shoe, has ever been this comfortable on my feet.”

“Any time I put you on I enjoy it, so, what do you say? Are you going to give up your human life and become my flip-flops permanently? What was that, I can’t hear you. You said that you’re absolutely fine with that?”

“Well, that’s fantastic! I knew I could count on you Chloe. I should stop calling you that, flip-flop is more fitting. So, thank you flip-flop and I hope you enjoy spending the rest of your existence at my feet, 'cause I know I will.”

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