"Just think, two more freakin' days and i'll be out of this hell hole." A pair of four-inched suede heels earn themselves a few meaningful stares as it clicks across the tiled flooring.

Click. Click. Click. Click.

"I know! It's so screwed up. Don't worry, that's exactly what i would've done." The heels come to an abrupt stop. They swivel around and wait, silently.

"It's that guy i was telling you about! He's here! Behind the counter! Okay okay i'll catch you later." The phone snaps shut.

Click. Click. Click. Click.

The presence of the heels fade away and things start to move again,sounds return.