He could always start with the shoes and work his way up. Think about
the style, colour and heel of the shoe and maybe that would help with
everything else. His mind became a shoe-lover’s paradise as it filled
with the image of every style of shoe imaginable.
He groaned in frustration. No, it was just no good.
“Victor?”
He turned at the sound of his name and saw Yuuri standing in the doorway.
wabi sabi 