Terezi hadn't meant to be gone long. She only stepped into the shop for a few minutes to search for supplies. It was only a clothing store, but it never hurt to have spare cloth on hand, as long as it wasn't sequin or glitter encrusted.

She know that she's lingered too long, though, when she hears the metal shutter descend and look into place. Some colorful language passes her lips as she hurries back to the front of the store, a bundle of clothing and a few shoes thrown into a large shopping bag. She doesn't touch the gate itself, but sniffs about the edges, trying to see if there might be a way to open it again.

She hasn't yet noticed that she's not the only one in the store.