I was waiting outside an apartment complex for a showing that day, and I saw a woman swearing angrily, jamming a stick down a storm drain

She explained that she lost her vape, dead broke and can't buy a new one. She hates this stupid city, born and raised here, only staying for her mom. And every other family member she had is douchebags, judging her while she was down bad. She doesn't understand people being so uncaring and judgmental, she used to be a nurse. Which as far as I'm concerned, makes one an actual angel on earth. She used to smoke, and it showed in her voice. She went back inside to craft a superior tool for fishing out that vape, something with a net and a ton of tape all wound up. I hope she found it.

The leasing office flaked on me, and the building looked like shit anyway. So I bounced and applied somewhere else.