AN: Tee hee!
She's going on about something. I haven't really been paying attention. More trying to forget that I just blurted out something very personal and painful about my life, as much as I tried to make light of it after the fact. I'd actually never told anyone about it before. So, I've been staring at my feet for the last few seconds.
Why do we have feet, anyway? They're so...flat. There are much better ways to get around than lifting flat things up and down repeatedly. Like...just having round things on the ends of our legs. We'd all be so much faster! I mean, think about it: our strides would be five times wider! We wouldn't have to stop every time our feet hit the ground. We'd just keep rolling.
I. Am. A. Genius!
"Valentine?" Her voice finally registers again in my head. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Absolutely!" I actually have no idea what she might be thinking, but this is way too good not to share. "If we put little wheels on our feet, we could just roll around..."