Luna

It's morning and I've had another crappy night, barely any income, but I was spat on, insulted and even hit by one of the clients. I hate my job as a prostitute, but I need the money and I don't have any other qualities that would help me in the human world. I have to pay off debts for the trip and now I can't even find a seat in my favorite café. I take a deep breath and I could cry right now.