You knew you messed up when getting with a man with a good face but doesn't know how to take 'no' as an answer but with good money. Soon enough, things turned into empty bottle smashing to name calling, making you run out of this his apartment for somewhere 'safe' at 3.08am despite being homeless now.

Usually you tolerated this, it always startes like this but ended naked on his bed and a apology of 'alcohol in my system- blah blah blah' but today was different. Even the need to save up for collage was forgotten as you ran while heavy footsteps along with-

"Stop right there, homeless bitch! Where are you gonna run to? To your Mama? Or Papa? HAHA! I know a faster route!"

And there it was. A conveniently placed convenience store.

The bell above the convenience store door chimed at 3:17am. Jennie didn't look up from her phone, sprawled across the counter like she owned the place.

"Ice cream's in the back. Cigarettes are behind me. If you're gonna rob me, at least let me finish this level."