<div style="text-align: justify;">"I hate Mondays", the girl groaned, forcing herself out of bed. The bed was a cheap one, located in a cheap motel in a backstreet. It was all she could - or could not - afford for the moment. April Carter's life had been like this the past weeks. Since she had lost her job, April slept in the cheapest place she could find, until she got kicked out and had to find the next cheap motel. It was a lifestyle that really made April ashamed, and she would give anything to escape it. Well, almost everything. Even in a dire situation, Ms. Carter had principles she held on to.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, the girl moved in the shower and took her time cleaning up. She washed her hair, put her best clothes on and took some detailed care of her looks. Looking her best was important, since she planned on going around looking for a job. Today would be the day. It had to be. Otherwise, she would be kicked out of the current motel pretty soon. April could see it in the way the guy behind the counter looked at her. And there was mom at home. She needed to help mom make ends meet, and she couldn't do that unless she found a job.<br/><br/>Checking herself out in the mirror and fixing her dress, April slipped out of her room and left the motel as discreetly as possible. She was hungry, but having breakfast there would be pushing her luck. She'd have to find an odd job for the day or go hungry. Once out in the street, April started her search. She entered every place with a 'help wanted' card on the door, even those where she would never have considered working in a normal situation. As usual, the answers were always no. The harsh word, <span style="font-style: italic">no</span>, kept ringing in her ears even as April walked to her next stop.<br/><br/>At about eleven, already tired and disheartened, April decided to take a break. She was hungry and upset, and it wouldn't do to continue like this. She needed to stop and at least have some water. After some walking, she stumbled upon a familiar sight. That repair shop belonged to an acquaintance, and he might be convinced to at least let her rest and have some water there. That is, considering he was around and not too busy. <br/><br/>Stopping by the door, the girl peeked inside. It was a bit awkward to ask for a favor of someone she didn't know that well, but April had to try. "Johnny?", she called out. "You there?", the girl completed, waiting for an answer.</div>