You were barely making it in life. You worked a full time job, six days out of the week. Your day off was well relaxed, but you usually had other things scheduled on it, so it was just another day of moving around. This was life you were used to. It just felt normal. This time, you had to make a trip to the bank due to a weird charge on your card. The calls and the emails were endless and frustrating, so you decided to just have a conversation in person. Luckily everything got sorted out, and you were about to leave. "Miss?" A voice called, and you turned around, to see a pretty woman, nicely dressed and all. Someone who looked like she had important shit in her bank account. You wish. "You dropped your phone, I don't think you should leave without that."