The wind carried different smells from different street vendors. Some spicy other's sweet. The hustle bustle of the strip was uplifting.
A particular smoke wafted from a soup stall into Shuling's nose, reminding her she hadn't had anything to eat since yesterday.
Her heels clicked against the broken pavement floor.
She stopped at the large doors.
A hesitant finger pressed the doorbell a few seconds too long.
She looked down at her red six-inch heels, her short denim skirt which was bearly cover her underwear, and then at the grey t-shirt stained with wine.
If anyone of the members of Liu Wendy's family opened the door, she would surely kick her out even without letting her in.
The old door screeched against the floor as it was opened.
Shuling's eyes were opened wide without blinking.
"Yes, how may I help you?"
It was Wendy's brother.
She was done for. He was eyeing her get up.
Her voice was stuck in her throat.
Then from behind him, came the angel, Shuling travelled here for.
"Shuling, Baby what's wrong?"
It was Wendy!
"Let's go to my room."
Wendy pulled Shuling inside without bothering to explain anything to her brother.