Its a four and a half hour walk home. You don't see anyone you know on the way who would give you a ride. You spend you last dollars on a Taco Pop. It helps you make it the long too long way home. You are almost crawling when you get there. Your too tired to unlock your door. Instead you lay on your worn out porch sofa. It smells strongly of tom cat spray and roach grease. TVless sleeping hours pass as the night brings a chill over the block.