The rat sidestepped, a hair’s breadth away from a crushing by the sole of her shoe.
"Come here," she screamed, chasing after the rat as it made for the ladies toilet entrance.
She launched herself into the air and stomped down once again. This time, she was successful. The sole of her shoe crushed the furry little creature to death.
A string of blood and guts spatted either side of her foot.
"Gotcha. You disgusting vermin."
Willy’s phone beeped twice. A text message had come through.
All three woman turned their heads toward the second cubicle.
"s**t," Willy’s voice came from behind the door.
"What was that beeping noise?"
"s**t, s**t, s**t," Willy remained perched on the toilet seat in the second cubicle. He took out his phone and inspected the screen. A text message had come in
