Ashley (P)
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'''Day:'''1-Sunday | '''Day:'''1-Sunday | ||
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'''Status:'''Unknown | '''Status:'''Unknown | ||
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'''Health:'''100 | '''Health:'''100 | ||
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| + | '''Mood:'''Frustrated | ||
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'''Horniness:'''0 | '''Horniness:'''0 | ||
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| - | I ran a hand through my hair as walked towards the bar. ''What am I going to do now?''I thought. After being fired from that shitty job, I had no income to pay rent of | + | '''Money:'''£0 |
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| + | I ran a hand through my hair as walked towards the bar. ''What am I going to do now?''I thought. After being fired from that shitty job, I had no income to pay rent of £100 a week. It would be due next Sunday. I couldn't let my family know I'd lost my job. I'd need to get another. There's no way I can lose my flat as well and go back to living with my mother. She told me I'd never make it on my own and I wanted to prove her wrong - I still do. | ||
I looked at the bar. There were two empty seats either side a man in a tuxedo. He looked a little too dressed up. To the right was a blonde woman in a small low-cut black dress. To the left was a man dressed in a hoodie and baggy jeans. | I looked at the bar. There were two empty seats either side a man in a tuxedo. He looked a little too dressed up. To the right was a blonde woman in a small low-cut black dress. To the left was a man dressed in a hoodie and baggy jeans. | ||
Current revision as of 00:36, 20 February 2017
Day:1-Sunday
Status:Unknown
Health:100
Mood:Frustrated
Horniness:0
Money:£0
I ran a hand through my hair as walked towards the bar. What am I going to do now?I thought. After being fired from that shitty job, I had no income to pay rent of £100 a week. It would be due next Sunday. I couldn't let my family know I'd lost my job. I'd need to get another. There's no way I can lose my flat as well and go back to living with my mother. She told me I'd never make it on my own and I wanted to prove her wrong - I still do.
I looked at the bar. There were two empty seats either side a man in a tuxedo. He looked a little too dressed up. To the right was a blonde woman in a small low-cut black dress. To the left was a man dressed in a hoodie and baggy jeans.
Where should I sit?
