Yesterday, Nemesis and I went shoe shopping; autumn shoes for him and formal black shoes for me. I came home with a pair of black high-heeled shoes and a completely new impression of Nemesis. Usually, when shopping and not finding what I want, I crack. I become angry, stressed and give up. My previous experience is that boys have even less patience than I, but Nemesis really impressed me with relevant opinions about colour, heel height, general appearance and encouraging words. A very nice shopping indeed.
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