Friday Fictioneers: Wardrobe Malfunction

“Are you ready to shoot this thing?” Mr. Director shouts grumpily.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” I sigh, walking slowly to set. My feet are killing me! How did women walk in these sandals back then?

“All right, the castle is about to collapse,” Mr. Director says, “now action!”

“Wait, what?”

“And cut!” He sighs, strides over to me. “What’s the problem?”

“I can’t walk in these things.” I point at my sandals.

“Wardrobe!” Ms. Wardrobe rushes over. “Why is she in sandals? I requested gladiator boots so she can run.”

“Oops,” is all Ms. Wardrobe has to say.

(100 words)

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