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Chapter 11 by Moot Moot

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Homeless

The cart came to a stop next to a platform in a castle themed room. Two guards waited for Jessica as the harness was removed. The catsuit clad reporter was escorted out of the building by the guards. Jessica had hoped they would leave her alone once she was outside, unfortunately Miss Wallace was too smart for that.

The guards made sure to grip onto Jessica's arms and escort her all the way to her car that was still parked outside the theme park. "Here's some advice, don't come back." One of the guards said to Jessica after launching her at the car. Jessica snarled as she watched the two guards walk back into the carnival.

She considered going back inside to try again, but Jessica had already triggered the alarms and she knew Miss Wallace would be on high alert. Still in her tight catsuit, Jessica angrily sat in her car and drove home.


Jessica pulled her car into the designated space for her apartment. She exited the vehicle and began to walk over to the elevator. The sun was rising, Jessica had been up all night. While in the elevator, Jessica went over the night in her head. "What a fuck up!" She yelled out loud, frustrated with how it went. "How could I be so fucking careless!" She yelled and pounded her left hand into the elevator wall.

She stumbled up to her door, the lack of sleep finally got to her. She pulled out her apartment's key and tried to fit it into the lock. The key wouldn't budge, she turned it left and right but the lock would not open. "The fuck!? Is this the right flat?" She asked herself out loud, very confused. She took a couple steps back and looked at the door number, it was definitely her apartment. Her heart suddenly sank when she saw an eviction notice stuck on her door.

In a complete sleep deprived panic, Jessica dialed her landlord's number. After a very heated and angry ten minutes, she was told that her belongings had been placed in storage somewhere and that her landlord changed the lock. When asked why she had been evicted, the only response she was given was "it was a court of order."

Jessica sunk herself down against the wall opposite the flat. She wanted to cry, but she also needed to figure this out. She took some time to think about the situation. The court order had to be that awful contract she signed. She cursed at herself once again, knowing she should never have signed it...

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