Martina just finished a long shift with the kind of exhaustion that made a dame wanna kick off her shoes, put her feet up, and forget the world existed. But the world wasn’t done with her yet. Those Crocs, the last line of defense between her and trouble, gone. Her bare soles, fresh from a long day on her feet, helpless. Exposed. The perfect target. Her laughter, sweet, exhausted, utterly defeated, poured out like it had been waiting for this all day.
Length: 10:36
Resolution: 3840×2160