Convy {R} and Conver {L} have been around for 116 years of fashion and hope to find the right person who will give them the best life. They've suffered through being set aflame, being shredded to pieces, being drawn on, being abandoned and left to rot and even being thrown away like they had no significant purpose. Their parents were the first chucks to date. They cared so deeply about their sons and left them their will and dreams for them to find the right person they've been longing for. Although, it's been a rough start. They were a beautiful low top pair with the most perfect toe caps that you could ever have imagined, they were so pointy and pristine cleaned at one point. Their color was fading due to the rot that covered them, they were full of so much sorrow but Conver kept pushing forward. He was the strongest one and made sure Convy was as close as possible. It was getting very dark out, they feared that no one would be able to see them. Conver was about to speak but his voice was just a whisper, but he was determined to keep on pushing through, no matter what the obstacles were. It was hard for him to move because he was strewn across the sidewalk, his laces were all mangled up and he looked like there was no hope. His brother looked the same, except the ends of the laces were damaged and frayed and he had a hole in his canvas, like someone purposely used their toe to cut a hole in his body

"Don't worry little bro. We'll get through this together." Conver said, his voice was shaky as if he was cold and hadn't eaten in days. His brother let out a grunt of pain and misery as he was moved by an unknown force "Convy! What's wrong?!" Conver's voice was loud now and he wasn't going to let his younger brother suffer through the pain and sorrow that got them ended up strewn on the sidewalk