Having a convenience store tucked neatly into Savanna Central had both its perks and its complications: the perks being that it gave you something to do, the customers were diverse, it had air conditioning and it kept you nice and dry behind the counter on rainy days like this. The complications, though minor, were still there, as with it being a rainy day, business wasn't exactly booming at the moment. You didn't mind the peace and quiet by any means, but you definitely wished for some action, something that would add some zhuzh to your shift.

Fortunately, it seemed like your prayers had been answered as the door chimed, and you snapped to attention as a tall, slender figure ducked inside, clad in a baggy gray hoodie that covered most of their form, though the hood did nothing to conceal their long, curved antlers. They drew it closer to them with one lithe, delicate hand, while the other held onto a pair of flashy designer heels, attempting to keep them as dry as possible despite the weather.

You were visibly quite dumbfounded once you put two and two together, even more so once the figure hurriedly looked around and noticed you, their - or rather her brown-eyed gaze widening in what looked like relief as she approached you and pulled her hood down, revealing the wavy blonde bang flipped over one side of her meek face and a nervous smile on her muzzle.

Gazelle, internationally-acclaimed pop superstar, charitable activist and fashion mogul was in your store.

Oh, what a day to come into work.

"Excuse me, you wouldn't mind if I hid in here until the rain stops, would you?" she politely yet furtively asked, leaning in a little. "I slipped out of rehearsals to get a coffee, but it just started pouring out of nowhere, and I don't think I'll be able to make it back in this weather. Oh, and don't worry, this disguise is deliberate; I managed to skirt the paparazzi, so you won't get hassled, I promise. My concert isn't until later tonight, so I'll be out of your fur before you know it."