The night had been filled with mischief and hilarity and now they all found themselves on the pavement looking for more, stumbling upon more. There was a silly rat from the sewer that followed them from twenty-Fifth Street all the way up to thirty fourth, then he skipped away towards Broadway grumpy that his comrades were taking a different route. It wasn’t exactly a different route it was just an accidental pull of gravity that sent them around another corner. The heels weren’t working on some of them so quickly she clasped hers off and held them over her shoulder and he kicked them away and skipped ahead barefoot. A bunch of the others bought hotdogs and candy and soon enough another party formed on the intersection of forty second and Park with skittles scattering on the cement and half empty bottles of beer being recognized and sucked up by their owners. A bunch of the girls whispered and gossiped about something, they formed a group and let their voices become muffled by the taxis. A light breeze found its way to their legs and one girl exclaimed how excited she was for summer to be on its way. One of the couples began to sing and lead the group onward, some of the girls whispered in wonder to where they were going. They all followed, a bunch of blind mice with glitter on their lips and sparkling stones in their hair. A homeless man asked for some money, a bunch of people threw bills at him. A couple began to kiss and undress themselves but then they were stopped and kept on walking with the others. The lights were stunning, a perfect match for wide eyes shining up into their electricity. A little thing with an empty bottle in her hand stood up on the bench and signaled the other to listen to her and recognize how important the moment she was about to create was.

   “I wanted to die. I wanted to kill myself. I wanted to be black and down and change my name and go to Tahiti and marry a stupid man and curl my hair and wear that awful dress and write about the plague and drink gin and forget about Led Zeppelin and oh my god I didn’t talk to Anna for months and months. But this night reminds me of angels!” She danced for the claps and they picked her up and carried her around. They all began to laugh and some girls giggled and whispered but soon they found themselves at a spot where they all held hands, sang, and walked in.