i know target has socks

the scene: beav's condo in westlake. poo poo is cooking us sunday dinner. beav is resting her feet on a living room chair drinking a glass of wine.

Me: beav, let me see your socks

Beav: {hiding her feet} no.

Me: beav, let me see your socks! do they have holes along the whole bottom of them?!?!

Beav: what? they are fine! they totally cover my toes!

Me: but they don’t cover the ball of your foot or your heel! Oh my god muffin, look at beav's feet!

Muffin: {laughing} gross beaver!

Beav: I hate you both