you were running from an employee, it wouldn’t stop droning it’s usual ‘excuse me, the store is now closed.’ someone grabbed your arm, pulling you into a shelter. they pushed something to block the doorway. they then turned to you.

“Are you alright? I’m Saturn, by the way. Do you have a shelter?” they sounded concerned.

their shelter was actually pretty cozy looking, it had warm lights, a couch, a TV, and a bed. along with a collection of penguin stuffed animals.