The Sand [Apollo&Colton]

Apollo looked up at Colton in disbelief, "you seriously haven't gone shopping?" She questioned, glancing about for the stairs, which were at the end of the hall. She began walking that way, glancing back and forth, hoping not to see any movement.
She gasped, seeing something out of the corner of her eye, jumping back in dismay. Looking in the direction she thought she saw movement, she laughed at herself, noticing that it was only her reflection in the unbroken display window.

Apollo laughed slightly, "no, the movement just scared me." She rolled her eyes, not at Colton though, at herself. She shouldn't let herself get scared so easily, it was dangerous that her guard was so lowered right now and they were in the middle of, what seemed like, an abandoned mall.
She looked at the sign above the doorway, reading the giant Chanel in bold, black letters. "Well, here's one of my favorite stores. They have some awesome womens clothes, and men's" she nodded towards Colton, walking inside the store.
There wasn't much light, except for the weak rays of light that shone into the store from the front window.

Apollos eyes unfortunately found a dress that hung on the wall, hand embroidered crystals all over the bodice, champagne in color.
"Oh my goodness, this dress is beautiful!" She gasped, walking up to it, eager to caress the couture fabric.
"No colt, you won't need to carry any of my things, and I will help you find something in a moment. This dress has my name written all over it" she grinned, grabbing at the skirt.
She stood on her toes, trying to reach the hangar that was only an inch or two away from her grasp.
"How about you try to find something, then show me when I come back out with this on?" She called to him, finally grabbing at the hangar and unhooking the dress from the wall.

Apollo walked towards the back of the store, knowing the changing rooms would be in the back. Glancing around, she squinted against the darkness, trying to get her eyes to adjust to the even lower light.
She walked through an open doorway, and glanced back and forth down the long hallway of dressing rooms. She felt something brush her leg, which made her squeal and kick it away.
The squeal of a rat followed, which made her roll her eyes. "I'm too paranoid" she told herself, going into a dressing room. Closing the door behind her, she began to undress.
Apollo heard another rustle outside her door, but she thought nothing of it. It was more than likely another rat. Stepping into the dress, she pulled it up, and stuck her arms into the straps.
Something knocked against her door, making her jump.
"Colton?" She called, hoping it was just him.

Apollo cleared her throat, bending down to grab her shoes.
"I'm fine Colton. Was that you making noise out there a minute ago?" She questioned, pushing her short hair back away from her face.
Glancing down at her dress, she was checking to see that she had pulled it down all the way, the hem of the pink fabric brushing her mid-thigh. She pushed the door open, trying not to hit Colton with it.

Apollos eyes narrowed for a moment, glancing at the mannequin. "I hear something before that hit my door" she stated, running her fingers through her golden hair.
She turned her gaze to the dark hallway to her right, studying the blackness for a few moments.
"No Berserkers would be out right now, right?" She questioned, throwing her boots to the floor and slipping her feet inside. No, the leather biker style of her boots didn't match her couture pink dress. Although, it had a bit of an end-of-the-world-chic flare to it.