I sat and worked on the terrace with a laptop. Yellow ballet flats dangled from my feet. Suddenly, my phone rang in the house and I dropped my ballet shoes and followed him. After a while, after talking on the phone, I returned to the laptop again. But when I put my feet in ballet shoes, I felt some kind of liquid inside. What is this? What happened to my ballet flats? Was someone following me? Who was having fun while I was gone?