Do you feel that?
"Ivory! I can't believe you're doing this!" I giggle at her, keeping my eyes peeled for anyone that could tell us off. Ivory is currently trying to steal a supermarket trolley whilst being extremely intoxicated. Apparently her high heels are hurting so she wants a cheap and fun transport to the next club which is half a mile away from where we are now.
"This is going to be the best idea ever!" Ivory squeals, stumbling a little on her feet. I giggle at her and walk over, careful not to fall over. As I'm holding the trolley still, Ivory climbs in, sitting cross legged directly in the middle.
"Away we go!" She yells up at the sky, signalling for me to ride down the road. I giggle again before pushing her. The trolley lurches forward and Ivory screams with joy. I take the chance to balance myself on the handle as we both glide down the street.
"Are we going the right way?" I ask between laughing hysterically and Ivory shrugs, unable to contain her fits of giggles.