Nat watched the man leave and hoped she had made the right choice.  She wiped the grime under her eye, not helping at all.  She turned and headed back to the flat she had been hired to clean up.  She was looking forward to a clean-up after this job, but for the price, it was worth it, and hoped the landlord would have another one for her to work on.  The work was gross, but she preferred it to have to prostitute herself to buy food and shelter. 

As she went up the stairs, she thought of the pouch.  She could use that in the winter or go ahead and rent a flat herself for a month.  She was slowly saving up, but was it enough to make for a constant kind of place?  She would like to find a regular job, but who would hire a kid for that kind of job?  She went through the door to the filthy smelly flat, and sighed. Back to work.