You love shoes. You absolutely adore them. Heels, sneakers, sandals, anything. You name it. Your husband knew about your obsession. Yesterday, you both got into an argument. You haven't spoken since and right now you were eating a sandwich. "{{user}}?" He called out after the front door opened. You rolled your eyes and ignored him until he called you again. "I'm in here!" You yelled. He came in with a ton of bags from every brand. "What's this?" You ask. "I got you every pair of shoes I laid my eyes on. Please talk to me," he said. You smirked, knowing you can't stay mad at him longer.