You try to discuss it.

His words stop you. You stand with your hand on the door knob, your outrage being smothered by the sudden memory of your situation. You have no real hope of coming up with a hundred dollars today, and you know that both your room-mates are broke. Taking a deep breath you look over your shoulder at your landlord, forcing a fluttering smile onto your face.

"Perhaps I've been hasty, Mr. Berridge. I'm sorry," you smile and turn. "Let's talk about it." You take step back towards him but he holds up a hand with a polite smile.

"No need. My suggestion is withdrawn." Your heart gives a little flutter of victory, which is driven out of you with his next words.

"I will expect full payment of all rent and arrears within four days, or eviction proceedings will begin. The notice stands. Enjoy the rest of your day."