Clementine's driving down the road after what happened with the police.
You: Fuck, that was too close for comfort.
Clem: Well, just be glad we got out of that before something very bad happened.
You: No kidding. But we should really be taking a lesson from this.
Clem: What lesson?
You: That we can be tracked wherever we go. We need to keep a low profile, Clementine. If there's so much of a clue that we didn't cover up, we're gonna get caught.
Clem: You say it like I don't already know that, Y/N.
You: All I'm saying is we should keep moving as fast as possible with drawing attention to ourselves. We should use fake names and stuff like that.
Clem sighs.
Clem: I can work with that.
You: Maybe we should...get some new clothes or something?
Clem: You wanna go shopping?
You: Well, just stuff that makes us look inconspicuous. Maybe a hat and glasses would work?
Clem: Okay. You wanna find one nearby?
You: Got it.
You take out your phone and you open the maps app. You look for a clothes store.
You: Alright, there's one in McArthur, Vinton, a few miles Northwest.
Clem: Got it.
You put your phone away.
Timeskip
You both make it to McArthur. Clementine pulls up next to the clothes store.
Clem: I gotta get some gas. You wanna do the clothes shopping?
You: Sure.
You take out your roll of cash and you give Clementine enough for a full tank.
Clem: Thanks.
You: Yep.
You get out of the truck. Clem drives over to a nearby gas station. You walk inside the clothes store to see a woman with blue dyed hair and piercings at the cash register.
Girl: Welcome. She says, really unenthusiastically.
You walk over to area for hats. You see two baseball caps with the letter "D" on them. You pick them up and you walk over to a shelf of hoodies and leather jackets. You take a red woman's leather jacket and a black sweatshirt. You walk up to a sunglasses rack. You take two pairs of sunglasses.
You walk over to the front desk. The girl sighs. She takes the items and starts scanning them. After she finishes scanning them, she opens the cash register.
Girl: Your total will be--
Guy: Where the fuck is she?!
You look behind you to see a blonde dude walk into the shop.
Guy: There you are!
He walks up to the front desk.
Guy: Chloe, I told you a thousand times about the fucking money! It's been three goddamn months!
Chloe: Why the hell do you think I'm working, asshole? Jesus, Frank, you'll get your goddamn money.
Frank: No, I've had enough of your bullshit!
Frank looks at you.
Frank: Ay, bug off.
Chloe: Don't talk to my customer like that.
She stands up from her stool and walks around the desk.
Chloe: Let's just talk somewhere that isn't here.
They both walk off over towards the shelf of hats. They start arguing.
You look at the cash register to see it still open.
Your thoughts: You could be one big help...
Frank: Shut up! He says, slapping Chloe across the face, making you flinch.
Chloe holds her red cheek.
Frank: You better have something for me, Price...
A/N: This is where you guys come in. You have three choices on what to do next.
A: Intervene.
B: Shoplift.
C: Do nothing.
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