"-Wait, what?"
"You heard me!"
"Oh, I heard you. I just didn't want to believe that you'd accuse me of anything like that."
"Well, they're my favourite and they're missing. And you do have a weird problem with them."
"...Yeah, okay. I-"
"C'mon, it's not that weird... Is it?"
"...They're not weird, per se."
"Per se~"
"I just hate them. And I hate when you wear them."
"Why? Do you have a thing against toes or something?"
"Is that a thing?"
"Probably. People do have weird things."
"Well I don't."
"Just admit that you stole them. Or at least hid them."
"Wha-"
"Because I know you hate them. And you hate when I wear them."
"...They're behind the fridge."
"Hn. You found a new hiding spot."
"You kept raiding the old one."
Word Count: 132
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