It was late, and Maureen was walking back to Bohemia after a performance at the club. She had no idea where she'd put the sandals she'd been wearing when she'd come in earlier that night - after searching all over the dressing room area she'd finally given up, and so she was teetering on the path in stilettos. Okay, not teetering, really - she
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She looked down at her shoes and sighed. "You're right," she said. "Here, do you mind?" She held out the bag for him so that she could take off her shoes. "Nah, I don't think it's bad, I just need to wash it. Though if you'd like to escort me home... it is dark. I'm not far from here."
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