"Fuuucking....shoe," Mary said as she threw one of her new pumps across the street, the other slipping through her fingertips and catching on the sewer grate before rocking off and clanking its way down to the bottom.

"Debbieee! Where aaaaaare you?!"

Glass shards pierced the bottoms of Mariam's bare feet, but too intoxicated to notice, she continued to walk down a quiet side street lined in brick buildings soaked with urine and trash. She yawned and noticed she'd been tracking bloody footprints probably for as long as she had had her shoes off.

"Ha...hahaha...that's just fucking nasty..." and she slumped down next to a fire hydrant, her head knocking the big, metal bolt, then resting against it in a tight embrace, realizing she was lost and alone.