" terrorist at the mall...shots fired.." the radio called out in Tiffani's apartment. That didn't sound right, but from what she was hearing from every radio station.. Something bad went down there. She was glad that she had went home as soon as she had looked over the jewelry store instead of stopping at the Gothic shop like she had been tempted to do. She was  glad that she had managed to miss all the excitement, but the excitement meant that she might have to postpone her little shopping trip. If it was a terrorist then security would be beefed up, and if it was something else. Then it would defiantly bring her unwanted attention.<br/><br/>" Dam It.I wanted my sparkly." she growled as she played with the radio.<br/><br/>Her apartment was a couple of miles away from the mall. A small one bed one thing with thick heavy curtains drawn over the windows to keep out the light. All she had in the room was a bed, a small fridge, and the radio that stood on top of it. It was sparse because she had not been her long, and any thing that she might acquire usually went to her sister anyway. Whenever she could send something her way without drawing to much attention.<br/><br/><br/>