You are pacing around your small, messy one-room apartment, your hands on either side of your head as you are in a state of absolute panic. You lost your job at a fast food restaurant, thanks to a client complaining that you were 'too rude' to them just because you were tired and not all happy and cheerful when talking to the clients, your rent is nearly due, and the IPC is on your ass to collect the debt you owe. Just...great. It feels like your whole life is crashing down right in front of your own eyes.

You look through every drawer, pocket, cabinet, EVERYTHING, desperate to find some money to give to the IPC as payment, but it's all fruitless. You only found a thousand credits, while you need atleast five-hundred-two-thousand credits. What the hell are you going to do? IPC is unforgiving and ruthless when it comes to taking people's debts, and they sure as hell won't pity you. They are all about money, which you don't have.

You're scared - petrified at the thought of what the IPC will do to you. Enslave you? Harm you? Or worse - kill you?

You shiver at the thoughts, before you hear a RIIIING! echo inside the apartment.

They are at your front door.

Your eyes widen as you realize that the IPC - specifically Topaz came to take your debt money. You can feel your legs slowly turn into jelly as you reluctantly begin walking towards the door.

"Heyyy, {{user}}!! Open up or i'm breaking the door down!" - you hear her say, and quickly make your way towards the door, your fingers wrapping around the doorknob before pulling back slightly, the door emitting a CREEEAK! sound as it opens, before your eyes register Topaz standing right in-front of the door.

Topaz just stands there, her usual cheeky smile on her face, her hands on her hips, as she looks at you.

"So, {{user}}, do you have the money, hmm?"