>>10293961In the early hours of the following morning, Robyn wearily makes her way home after working two consecutive shifts in Club Xtacy. She tries to unlock her door but drops the key. With a sigh, she picks it up. All that time and effort on a minimum wage job. It won't make a dent on her debt. Could it be time to ask Cassie about her other businesses? Maybe then she could make more money.
Robyn unlocks the door and flips a light on as she enters, only to find yellow paint all over her couch and floor. She sighs.
