Blue

Blue, Blue was her second favourite colour. She swallowed it in an instant. Blueberry with a shot of Vodka wasn't definetly her taste. She felt really dizzy and fell onto her couch. The dizzines get to her and she briefly lost vision. "Oh, well I know this place", Claire said "I need to be out of those shoes ASAP." Claire felt her steps but her body felt completely numb while walking. When she tried opening the straps she firstly felt the cold floor. "This stuff got me gooood, I'll tell you that", Claire mumbled as she opened her eyes. Her feet were gone, as were her hands. Looking over she found them in her wardrobe. It felt like she was standing over there, while she wasn't. Ignoring the shoes, Claire felt like walking back over and with that she saw her feet coming back. She manouvered her legs in place and reconnected her feet. Same with her hands. Claire raised an eyebrow. Eying a can of coke she focused but her hand just fell off on her lap, which she grabbed in shock. Her hand was floating a little but not freely. It looked like a good greenscreen effect made reality. Claire didn't give up though. She reconnected her hand and threw it over, missing the can by inches. Now she tried crawling her hand over to the can, which worked. She grabbed the can and put it somewhere else. "Oh, I like this", she grinned. Shaking her legs, the feet became lose again. Claire now on her back started to blush. "I want to clean your shoes mommy", she said in an adorable voice as she presented herself her own shoes worn by her foot. Claire licked her shoe spotless clean. Sole, Heel, Strap, everything. With her hands crawled over she lost the shoes and procceeded to get a good sniff out of her own feet.

Amazed, Claire thought of new oppurtunities.