Try to get your rent lowered:

You open your closet to see all of your old underwear is gone. You sigh, and unpack the bags you had gotten from Silent Vice, hanging up what you could, and folding the rest.

Looking over your choices you aren’t really sure what you want to wear.

You briefly consider not wearing anything, but the idea of disobeying your mother already, especially since she was probably gonna check if she knew you were going anywhere. You decide you better not.

Of all your options, the black seemed the least girly so you pull it on, once again struggling with the bra. But it went on much easier than before, which now you weren’t too excited about.

You pull on your jeans and a thick long sleeve. The shirt was heavier, which was a double win, it was warm enough for the winter air. And more importantly to you, it was thick enough that you hoped no one would notice you were wearing a bra.

Dressed, you check the time. It was only a little after six so you still had some time to kill before you could go to Krista’s.

You take a deep breath and open your door. Trying to decide how to ask her to lower the rent, but to your surprise she is standing outside your door, and it looks like she was just about to knock.

She’s still wrapped in a towel, her wet hair pulled up into a messy bun. The outfit you wore to the mall under her arm.

“Oh hi, did you need something?” you ask, a bit confused why she had come to you.

“Oh, well yes actually,” She says, then holds out her hand, “you still need to pay up.”

“Right,” you sigh, pulling out your wallet. You had kind of hoped she would forget. You hand her the money and she hands you the clothes, which you toss on your bed, “actually I was just going to ask you if there were any chores I could do around the house to maybe reduce rent next week?”

“Hmm, well I suppose I can make a list, you probably won’t be able to get a job right away anyways,” she thinks for a moment, then nods, “How about this, I won’t make it too easy for you though. Each week I’ll give you five dollars for every room you clean, I’ll also pay you ten dollars if you do the laundry, clean the pool, or mow the front or back yard.”

“Thank you mom,” you do the math in your head, it would still only be $65 if you did the whole thing, meaning you needed to find another way to make money.

“Of course honey, but there is a catch.” You look up at her and she has a mischievous look on her face, “follow me.”