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I’m supposed to be heading out for girls night, looking cute and on time, and instead my heel goes straight into a pile of marshmallow like it’s trying to sabotage me on purpose. I try to pull my foot back, but the goo stretches in these ridiculous sticky strings and snaps my heel right back down like it owns me. Then my other heel drops into it too, because of course it does, and suddenly both shoes are glued in place while I’m trying to keep my balance and not lose my mind. Every tug just makes the marshmallow stretch even farther, like it’s mocking me, refusing to let me go no matter how dramatic I get. I’m rolling my eyes, getting annoyed, already late, and stuck in this stupid sugary mess instead of walking into girls night like the hot, punctual goddess I intended to be.