"Hey, snowflake!"

A group of four or five guys across the street is shouting at us, well at Emma. They're mostly black or hispanic, one white guy. They're all pretty big. None of them look friendly.

Before I can even check the map, Em stumbles over. Whenever guys catcall us she gets pissed. She usually just turns red and storms off. Then complains all night, asking rhetorical questions, and telling me what she's gonna say next time.

Well, I guess this is next time finally. The guys look shocked as she stomps across the street, me chasing after her, calling her name.

One of them made some kind of animal noise and they're all laughing. There was howling involved. I'm not sure if they're smiling because they think we're into it, or just laughing because they think we're funny, two white girls stumbling around lost.

"Puppy you look like you're in heat!"