The Coffee Stop

"Bradley!" Karen yells, looking around once more, before approaching the coffee stop and looking around behind the counter, one arm still pinned tightly over her exposed breasts. "Bradley if you're in there, come out now!"

With no immediate answer, Karen slowly stepped to the small opening in the counter and looked around at the bar, electronics were turned on so it was likely someone must be about, but there's no sign of them here. Maybe Bradley found someone inside, or maybe looking for people in her current state isn't the best idea.