After staring down the alleyway from the middle of the strip, Stinky shrugged her shoulders and thought, Ah, what the hell - this place can't be THAT sketchy. Even if it is, I'll just leave. Stinky turned the rest of her body to match her gaze towards the alleyway, then started making her way towards it. After entering the alley, there was an immediate right turn for her to make, which led down a path that was behind the other stores on one side of the strip. The pathway was decorated with several trash cans, with some full and others empty, and back doors that belonged the various stores on Stinky's right, with a blank wall on her left. She walked down the path at a slow, steady pace, making sure to keep an eye out for both the name of the shop, as well as anybody who might be the owner.
Stinky continued until she made it to a backdoor to the coffee shop that was located right at the corner of one of the strip mall's entrances she came in from, then turned her head to her left, where she saw the path continue even further. The path didn't continue for much longer, as Stinky could see a door at the end very clearly, with the shape of a bottle similar to the one in her pocket and the name "Chemsey" clearly displayed on it. Stinky smirked and said "Bingo!" out loud, then quickly walked up to the door, her hand ready to grab the handle and open it. The closer she got, however, the more Stinky realized that there was a sign that said "Closed! Open @ 8 AM!" Stinky lowered her hand and sighed. "Well, guess I can just wait here, then." Stinky figured that since the door had the name of the shop on it, that it must be the front door, and decided to stand in front of it and wait for whoever the owner was to come into the alleyway the same way she did. Stinky leaned up against the wall with her hands in her jacket pockets and waited.
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8:00 AM
Stinky started to feel bored and annoyed, as she was still waiting for the owner at the door of the bottle shop. She kept expecting to see the owner coming in from the same alleyway that she did, but had no luck for the past 20 minutes. Just as Stinky started to wonder if the owner was ever going to show up, she could hear the door to the shop unlocking, and quickly realized that the owner must have already been inside already. As the door opened, Stinky saw that the owner was--
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