So, all it takes is a compulsion on my parents not to care that I’m gone, then I just wander around for a while under a notice-me-not in search of a dealer. A 7 year old walking around on her own would be weird as hell, after all. Once I’ve found one, I drop in a compulsion that they should check in on their stash, then follow them to it, taking extra care to keep the charm up and to compel them not to pay attention to me.