A door on the otherside ofthe room slowly creaked open as a young girl around nineteen stepped out dragging a bag of garbage behind her. She had long brown hair tied up in a pony tail and was in a waitress outfit not the most desired and concealing ofclothes but it was work ad she needed it badly. She has a tiny apartment at the edge of town to payfor after all. She would do wht it took for now to survive.. So she continued to drag the bag to the dump not noticing the fox till she returned back inside.<br/><br/>She was so lonely in her apartment. Her parents had died when she was sixteen leaving her nothing she was all alone in the world with no one to help her get through it. She worked a year on the streets till she got his job at the club. She hated it oh how she hated wearing such vile clothes. Yet it paid her bills and kept her fed. As she wlked back into the back storage room a dollar from a tip blew out of her pocket over to the tiny fox...<br/><br/>She sighed glad at least she was now off work as she walked to fetch the tip. She looked at the fox at first thinking she was crazy till she noticed it's blood and gasped " You poor thing! what happened to you!" She knelt down and ripped what they called a shirt and carefully dabbed at the foxes neck forgetting all about the money. "How did you get here little one?" she asked with a comforting soft gentle voice as she kept her hand out for him to sniff before she would tough him, tryin to show she ment him no hard.