Seeing as she had no choice, Kelly put the shirt on, despite what the writing said on the front, which was BITCHIN' BADASS. Normally, she wouldn't dare put something like that on, but she needed to wear something.
She left the changing stall, just after the guy she accidentally bumped into passed by and went into an adjacent stall.
Discretely and quietly, she began looking into the other stalls, but after only checking two of them (with no luck) someone from behind her said "Excuse me, what are you doing in here?"
She turned around and looked at the saleswoman with startled eyes. "I was just ..."
The woman grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the changing area. "This is the women's changing area. The men's is over there," the woman said, pointing towards the men's department.
"Oh," Kelly said. "Wait, what?"
"Men aren't supposed to use this changing area." Her eyes narrowed on Kelly. "What exactly were you doing in there? If you were in there to peep at ..."
"Peep?" Kelly asked. What was this woman talking about? She was treating her like she was a guy.
"I've seen women like you before. You think you're all hot stuff with your killer looks. But you're nothing but a pervert. Now get out of here before I call security."
"Wha ... what's ..." Kelly wasn't sure what to say. So she did as the saleswoman asked. As she made her way out of the store and back into the mall, she forgot why she came there in the first place. She remembered that she had to be some place that evening, but she just couldn't remember where. She shook her head in confusion and headed further into the mall. Maybe it would come to her.
