Heels, to— f**k!
" Hey!" I was so close to the end of the sofa when I suddenly tripped on my own foot. My god, I can't do this!
Laughing Yana approached me and helped me stand up. " I don't want it anymore! It's hard!" I complained and was about to take it off, when Yana stopped me.
" W hat ?! No! Come on, I'll teach you."
" I don't want to, I might still be embarrassed at the bar!"
" No! Just don't walk too much, my gosh, Celine, your look is almost perfect! Don't spoil it!" She turned so I frowned when I stood up and looked at her.
" Here, look at my feet." I think we were going back and forth in his living room for half an hour and I fell down a few times because I was out of balance. Eventually I learned somehow, but I was still not happy because I was nervous!
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