Ask Unkar Plutt for help

As much as she was repulsed by the thought of asking for help, much less from the Crolute, Rey knew she had no very little choice in the matter. The haul she had gathered over the course of the day would only earn her a portion at best, and she had a hunch that he wasn't feeling generous towards her.

Strapping the pile of scrap to her speeder, she revved the engine and accelerated. Sand and dust whipped against her goggles as the speeder hummed between her legs. The howl of the wind was exhilarating as the speeder shot through the dunes. Invariably, the ride home was the best part of her day.

Soon enough, however, the small collection of tents, tarpaulins, and ramshackle buildings that was Niima Outpost came into view, and she slowed down as she passed the shipyard. A small smuggler's freighter was being loaded by a crew of Grans. Her eyes lingered on the craft - it looked big enough to have a couple of nooks to hide in. Rey shook her head at the thought. She couldn't leave Jakku.

Dragging the scrap behind her, she dumped it in front of Plutt's shack. The Crolute examined it carefully, before his mouth split in a vindictive smile. "One quarter portion."

Rey didn't even argue, taking the paltry excuse for a meal. "I want to see Niima," she said as she dumped the scrap on his pile.

"Do you now?" His smile widened. "Come inside." He shut the shutters, and she saw the door to the side of the shack open.

Swallowing nervously, she went inside.

Plutt was sat in an enormous chair behind a large, cluttered desk, filled with handwritten manuscripts. The rest of the room was relatively bare, apart from a chest of drawers and shelves filled with portion packets. A staircase led down below the floorboards, out of sight. "What are you offering, then, girl?"

Rey opened her mouth, but nothing came out. After a moment, she **** herself to speak. "I'll work for you for a month, for free apart from food."

Unkar Plutt let out a loud bark of laughter. "Ha! Do I look like I need more workers? Pleasure me with your tiny human body, and I'll get you into Niima's court." His eyes flicked down and stared pointedly at her crotch.

Rey's stomach growled even as her heart sank. "What? No!"

"Fine, no deal. Get out," Plutt shrugged, his fat chin quivering.

Author's note: Ok, so I messed up a little with the canon - I didn't realize until after I wrote this that Niima is canonically dead at this point, but it'll make the story better if she isn't so ... yeah.