Piers was tapping his foot, slouched over and staring at the screen in front of him in the window of the shop. He was in Hammerlocke. He sighed and walked away, annoyed by the paparazzi that were just following him around from afar. He fidgeted with the choker on his neck and sighed, walking into a store to get some more eyeliner. They didn't follow him in, so he got some peace. He yawed, his nose scrunching up and his eye tearing a bit as he looked at the options on the aisle. "Ok..."