Will stood from the bathtub, walking out of the bathroom and toward the bedroom. Hoping that what she would find was some of Megan's old clothes, he was hoping for anything at this point. She opened the closet door, tons of his old clothes, much too big for her frame. "Maybe a sweatshirt though." She said, taking one of the over sized sweatshirts out, even if she did find a blouse, she's wasn't going to wear anything that would attract attention to herself.
Rummaging for a few moments, Will managed to find a pair of tight fitting jeans, definitely Megan's, she could only hope that Megan and her were the same size, slinging the clothes she found over her arm, she continued looking through the closet for anything else. Will found a pair of panties and a bra, still naked from the waist up, she looked down at her chest. "Better than having some jackass staring at these bouncing boobs." She took off the boxers, trying her best not to look down, it was bad enough to know it wasn't there, much less having to see it. Putting on Megan's panties quickly, Will sighed in relief that that was over. Now the more challenging piece, it took a few minutes but she got it on, but not without a struggle.
After a few moments, she was completely dressed, the jeans fit, surprisingly well. Although the shirt was several sizes too big, she'd rather that than showing off any more than she had to. Will had also found a pair of Megan's socks, it wasn't that big a deal to wear his own, but at least these would fit better. "Without shoes it's kind of pointless." Shrugging, she put the socks on, willing to clog her way.
Grabbing her keys, she headed out the door of her apartment, it was a good chance that she could make it back to that store, most of the shops in Chinatown were either open late or twenty-four hours. Waiting at the bus stop, she looked at the clock near-by, the last bus would be running in an hour, she had some time. Five minutes passed before the bus arrived, paying the driver she took a seat. Closing her eyes, it was a lot for one person to go through, especially for something so obviously strange, but then what was normal in the first place.
The bus stopped a few blocks away from the shop, Will walked out onto the sidewalk, making her way down as quickly as she could. As she came upon the building where he'd found the shop, she gave it a once over, the lights were out. Knocking on the door, she tried to open it, pulling at the door. "Dammit! Locked." She said, shaking her head.
"Excuse me, Miss. Is there a problem?" Said a voice from behind Will.
Will turned to face the voice, an officer, just what she needed. "No, it's just I forgot my purse in this shop right here, I really needed it." Will said, impressed with herself.
"I see, I wasn't aware that there was a shop here. What's your name Miss? That way I can inform the owner on my next shift, don't want anything missing." The officer stated in a stern voice.
Will thought for a moment, her face turning red for whatever reason. "Wendy Williams." She wanted to smack herself in the head. ~Great name, idiot.~
"Ms. Williams, your purse should be available to you tomorrow, whenever this shop opens, if you have any problems, just call the department. My name is Lt. Richard Bowen. One other thing ma'am, be careful around here, there are a lot of bad people willing to take advantage of any opportunity they might have." The officer stated, looking her right in the eyes.
Again her face went red, she nodded slowly. "I understand, thank you." With that, the officer walked off, down the street.
"Shoot, now what?" Wendy said aloud.