Charlotte was late from work and in something of a rush when she stopped by the supermarket to pick up a few essentials. She was a short, cute brunette in her early twenties with frizzy brown hair and a youthful appearance that made her look less than her 23 years of age.
After picking up some fruit, vegetables, orange juice and other healthy snacks she made a quick trip to the nearby fridges for somthing to follow her dinner that evening. After a brief scan of what was available to her she soon settled for a low price, plainly packaged store branded strawberry flavoured yoghurt. She smiled politely as an elderly, slightly anxious looking old woman brushed past her and began urgently inspecting the contents of the freezer as she moved away from it, taking her purchases straight to the self serve checkouts.
After driving home, Charlotte removed her bag of shopping from the passenger seat next to her and unpacked it onto the kitchen table in the small flat where she lived alone. She then made an exasperated noise as she realised that she had left her car keys in her vehicle and dashed back outside to retrieve them.
Cornered by a neighbour for some polite conversation, Charlotte hoped she could extract herself quickly so she could head back and store her groceries in her fridge while they were still in prime condition.
Meanwhile, a naked man was sitting in the middle of her kitchen table, shivering now from the time he had recently spent in a shop freezer. Looking around at the groceries scattered beside him James shuddered at the thought of what might happen to him if he remained in the kitchen and became food again when Charlotte returned.
He had no idea where he was now - probably a few miles from the store judging by the time he had spent in Charlotte's shopping bag - or where Elspeth lived and how to get back to her. But his most immediate concern was to get away from the kitchen and stay out of Charlotte's sight - or anyone elses for that matter.
Jumping down from the table James made a dash for...