Marc was never really home until he had taken his shoes off and thrown them to a part of the floor where they had never been before.
Shoes were too tight in general, and altogether too formal for any hour after five when he didn’t have someone to impress. He liked the feel of his floors, moved quicker and with less thought when he could turn on his toes. Free feet were more comfortable than any sole he had found.
But really, there was just nothing so familiar as tripping over his shoes, slipping in his socks on hard floors, and falling back laughing.
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Adorable story! It really is a wonderful feeling to take your shoes off at the end of the day.