Student Center and outside it

I walk out of the student center in my slightly-too-big snow boots. You can hear the doors slide open with a squeak and my footsteps change from a “clopping” noise to a wet “double-thump” as I walk through the slush. An airplane rumbles overhead and you can hear it fade into and out of hearing. At a certain point, the sidewalk dries up  and makes way to an even more slush-y area and you can once again hear the change in my footsteps.