Gerard rolled his eyes before grabbing the mundane’s arm and pulling her towards the nearest clothes shop. “I know in all your mundie films and TV shows you think pulling your jacket closed is going to solve the problem until you get home but it doesn’t. You look like you fell into a rubbish bin and reek of blood.” He pointed to the women’s section of the shop “Go, pick something out and get changed. Bring your old clothes with you on your way out and we’ll dispose of them.
“Hey!“ She protested, before looking at him as if he was crazy. “Dude, as if I just break in. It’s in he middle of the night if you haven’t recognized it yet. It’s after 10 p.m. Shop’s closed.“ Ally pointed at the little sign that pointed out the hors when it was open and when it closed.
Sighing impatiently at the inconvenience Gerard looked inside the building, noticing the alarm just inside the door. Running around to the back, he broke the back door lock and once inside the shop punched the alarm system and pulled any wires connecting to cameras. Making sure no other evidence would remain once they left he walked to the front door and opening it said to the mundane “Don’t call me dude. Now and come in and pick some clothes for fuck’s sake.”