Constance was standing in the empty room with everyone else waiting on Glenn to get back from his run, she knew he'd run into trouble. From what she'd seen from the roof he had someone with him and the situation was looking pretty bleak at this point. Scavenging was apart of everyday life now, if they had the chance to do so - they did. It make sleeping easier when your stomach wasn't eating itself every time it growled.
"They're heading back," she heard T-Dog speak up as he put on the gear and grabbed a bat being followed by one of the other members. They headed out the door then she ran a hand through her hair pushing it out of her face as she nodded then went to help with the door.
She opened it standing behind it so they could run out to kill the walkers in the alley - there was never usually many there. When they first arrived in Atlanta it was pretty quiet, they found themselves a store and began filling their bags but before they knew it there was gun shots in the distance - that is when the horde made it's way into the streets. The imminent fear Constance felt was unsurpassed by only one time when she'd thought Carl had been bitten.