Vanessa had been up since 4am, stressed about their situation. She had printed pages and pages of rentals in the area, and had been going through them meticulously for any opportunities. She had dark circles under her eyes, and it was evident by her rapid speech that she had already compensated with an excessive amount of caffeine. Luckily, her parents offered to put them up in the campus hotel for a few days, and she had found a local church that was willing to house their belongings temporarily until they could settle in. While it helped, they still didn't have a place to go.<br/><br/>They sat down in their same back row, but instead of their typical snuggling, she was flipping through the pages of her multi-colored, overly highlighted packet and showing him the slim pickings of possibilities. She rambled on about wanting to sue the landlord, how they could cut back their budget to allow more room for higher rent, and even hinted that she could take time off school to pick up more hours at work. While she hadn't mentioned it yet, she had actually thought about interviewing at the local strip club. She had the body, and it was fast money.