"Let's watch the comedy!" you exclaim.
"Oh". Chloe seems taken back. Maybe she wanteed an excuse to curl up beside you?
She orders some food and the tickets, and you both head into screen 5, as shown on the tickets.
You take seats right at the back, and just in time too! The film starts.
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The film is a harmless comedy, nothing great, and you spend more time looking at Chloe's shoes and imagining what her feet must be like.
'Size 6 or 7', you think. 'Green toenails? Maybe black. Long or short toes? Definitely thin, judging by the rest of her appearance.
You get the feeling you're being watched, and look up.Chloe is looking at you.
"Why are you looking at my feet?"
"Uhh...I-I think they look nice..." you stutter.
She gets a glint in her eye.
"Well, do you want to see them out of these shoes?"
Before you can reply she pulls her feet out of them and places her green sock-clad feet on the arm rest of your chair, her toes pointing up.
The smell of them hits you instantly. The sour, yet beautiful aroma of her socks and shoes rises to you, and you feel your heart speed up.
You place your hands on them. They are slightly moist from her sweat, and quite warm. You glance at Chloe. She's watching you, a strange smile on her features, making her look at least as hot as Hayley Williams(With whom she coincidentally shares last name), if not more so.
You then...
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