The shoe fetish people are always the easiest to tease. All I have to do is casually prop up my Converse and suddenly somebody’s ready to empty their wallet.
The funny thing is I don’t even have to try very hard. I can sit on the floor looking comfortable and suddenly people are desperate to send just to feel noticed. That’s the kind of power pretty girls with bratty personalities end up having naturally.
You know what’s funny? If you disappeared tomorrow, someone exactly the same as you would replace you by the end of the day. Same obsession. Same desperation. Same willingness to empty a wallet for a girl who barely remembers their name.
Imagine working overtime just so you can send money to a girl who’d step over you without noticing. That’s your entire role here. A disposable wallet staring up at the bottom of my sneakers hoping for attention.