Check on your stuff.

The clothes are very soft. But. “Well at least I know they didn’t actually rob me. But where did I leave my clothes and wallet and stuff? Oh, I changed at the store with Eric. Either I accidentally left it there or he grabbed it.” You send him a quick text to ask. Looking the store up online, you give them a call, but the man working has no idea, but he does sound like he didn’t want to go look for it, so it could be in the dressing room.

Eric responds. Your stuff is at their office. He also sends a gps link. It’s a 20 minute drive.

“Well that’s something. I guess I should go get it.” You look at the clothes again. Then glance at the door to her room. “I could see if she has anything stretchy that I could wear. She was smaller than me, right.” You can’t actually recall how big she was. “I don’t want to piss her off.”