What's a little more rain at this point? Take the emergency exit

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

Maybe Marie had been exaggerating her plight somewhat. A rain storm wasn't going to kill her. She was tougher than that!

Sure, she'd be freezing, soaked to the bone, and would probably get one heck of a fever, but she'd survive. Now if she waltzed into Junes wearing practically transparent underwear? She would be _done _for.

Reluctantly, Marie took her gloved hands off of the door and headed to the ladder, and quickly started climbing. It wasn't as bad as she feared. She even had some insulation from the weather thanks to the nearby wall. She felt her confidence building as she got closer to the roof. Maybe she could get into an abandoned part of the store and find a change of clothes, far from prying eyes. That was a lovely thought.

Of course, first she'd have to get into the exit without further incident.

Neither was likely, since as it happened...