Stay in the light

Figuring the stupidest thing you could do right now is leave the publically lit area, even if it means suffering some humiliation, you walk ahead down the sidewalk. You see the person ahead of you is a woman jogging with music pounding in her ears, but that isn’t enough to distract her from your outfit.

She fully stops and stares at you as you wobble by her in your heels, trying your best to look ahead and not at her. Once you pass you hear her let out a loud catcalling whistle, which only makes your already blushing cheeks that much more scarlet.

You continue walking, your feet feeling swollen in these heels. You have a new appreciation for any women wearing them, and you are utterly amazed you haven’t fallen on your face yet wobbling as much as you are. You get a few more cat calls, including one from a large black lady that had suggestions what you could do to her...

You turn a corner and know you are now only about three blocks from home, when you see a cop car on your side of the road parked. You could go ask for help, though how you would explain this you have no idea, or you can hope it is empty and rush home.