You find the rear-view mirror. It is cracked, but it will suffice. When you take a look, your face is as dirty as every - but your red hair certainly stands out against all this grey.
After grabbing the rear-view mirror and the blanket, you open the Coca-Cola once you leave the vehicle. You take a moment to breathe yet again, before slinging the blanket over your shoulder (Don't worry, you bring the undersized clothing too). With mirror and fan blade in hand, you trudge over to the closest fashion store.
This one appears to be for big girls, and, well, you aren't quite a big girl yet. There is a nice set of high heels though, you always wanted a pair. Mum said no.
Wait, I'm supposed to pay attention, right? Right.
So I walk down to the street to the next store. It looks like they sell more practical clothing here, like coats and such. You don't walk through the front door, since it appears to be locked. After listening and looking carefully, you walk through the front window of the clothing store. Inside, you see mostly bare clothing racks. People certainly ransacked this store in a hurry.
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