As she pulled into the mall parking lot- which wasn't even really a mall, but more a cluster of designer boutiques and outlet stores- Charissa looked for her parent's car. She parked next to it, and slid out of her car. Literally, slid. She was much to short to step out of the Jeep, which is why it was a requirement to yank down dresses when she got out, like today.<br/><br/>She sauntered to her parent's car, banging on the windshield before making a face at her dad for the cigarette. "C'monnnnnn you two." Rissa whined like a two year old before skipping off towards a boho designer that was lesser known than most. She glanced behind her, clenching her teeth in frustration. If somebody didn't come with her, the store clerks were about to get a lesson in public nudity and modeling. She sure did hope they didn't think she wouldn't act a fool...