There were a couple of the perks that Thatcher Riggs found useful in living at Regiment. One of them being that he didn't need to leave the premises to do a weekly shopping run. It was a convenience he appreciated, and often took advantage of. He could shop freely and leisurely without dragging his daughter along with him, and not worry about her being home alone. While separated by floors from his daughter, Thatcher was comforted by the thought that his daughter was within the same building, surrounded by people they both knew.
Grabbing a cart as he entered the Shoppette, Thatcher started maneuvering it around the perimeter of the store's interior. He knew the layout of the mini department store well enough to where he could probably walk through the place blindfolded and not walk into anything. Getting the personal basics for himself and his daughter, Thatcher started to make his way over the market area of the store. While the little family of two tended to take their meals in the cafeteria it as nice, on occasion, to be on lockdown in their suite to eat and have a little family time. The cupboards in the Riggs' suite were exceptionally low, and were in desperate need of a good restocking.
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