She held her foot out. “Alas, they are actually from Kohls.” she laughed. “And I’m not tellin. It’s a secret.”
“Kohls …?” Alison questioned, slightly confused. She looked down at her own feet, which were currently sporting some very destroyed looking Nike’s. They were the best she could find on such short notice, “Oh, man. I hate secrets. Can’t you tell me?” She whined.
caught-in-the-wi-fi reblogged this from lightengale-archive-blog and added: She skipped in after her “See, so… running is great.”
