majorly crushing/oggling the stylish robyn lookalike salesperson at the shoe store… while your (male) partner shops for shoes and won’t stop calling you “mon amour” even though you’re dying to be read as queer in this space. exchange knowing glances when she shows an “off-duty” drag queen turquoise heels in their size, hope she interprets you in the way you want to be interpreted.
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