Wait... where did Allison go?

You look around the area in front of the restrooms, but Allison isn't there. Understandable, really, because you were in there for a while and there are no benches in this area. That's it, benches! Racking your brains, you try to remember where the seating areas in this mall are. You manage to find one pretty close by, but she isn't there. Then another inspiration strikes - the food court was just down the hall, maybe she got a table for herself, or even a snack. You practically run to the food court, arriving slightly out of breath a few moments later... but she isn't here either.

You pause and take a deep breath. What was it she said as you went into the bathroom? You concentrate as hard as you can, but you can only manage to recall two words: "wait here". Well that's comforting, you think to yourself while walking back to the restrooms. You'll just have to wait here until she gets back from... somewhere.

While you're waiting, you casually glance at a nearby clock. Wait... what time did you get to the mall? You're pretty sure you only spent about 15 minutes in the bathroom, but you're also pretty sure you got here almost an hour ago. Maybe you lost track of time while you were masturbating. And now that you're thinking about it, maybe Allison wasn't telling you to wait here, but she was telling you she would wait here. If so, how long would she wait?

You start walking without even deciding where you're going. You were here to do shopping, right? That probably means clothes shopping... You pace anxiously throughout the mall, checking the entrances to one clothing store after another. Then you wander into one of the larger stores and start looking through the aisles. One of the employees sees you and asks if you need help. You mumble something apologetic and dash out of the store. Where the hell could she be?! You can't find your girlfriend and you can't seem to calm yourself down at all. You find yourself near the front entrance of the mall again.