No! I have my dignity.

You're better judgment winning over your fear, you boldly raise your head and glare straight into Andy's eyes. Stepping up to him, you grind your teeth and shake your head.

"Fuck you. I don't need this shit."

Without another word or look back, you turn and head up the stairs. As soon as you're back in your apartment, you angrily throw your keys across the living room and slide to the floor with your back against the front door. You still can't believe you were prositioned like that. But you know, that despite how bleak everything looks, there has to be a way out. Any way other that selling yourself like that.

Sighing you stand up and weakly head to your bedroom for a goodnight sleep. Something will present itself. Something will.