"I'm on my way", I say as I rush out of the cab running to the hospital. I can't believe this is happening. The Dr. Reinna says that there were some complications about the surgery, so I have to hurry. "Dr. Reinna is everything alright?!" I asked frantically as I finally made it to her office room. "I have good news and bad news. The good news is that the operation was successful! The bad news though is that we found another problem. She needs a heart transplant instead of a kidney transplant.... and the operation costs $200,000." Dr. Reinna said with a dreadful look in her eyes. I guess my body couldn't handle that because the next thing I knew I had blacked out.

When I woke up I was in a hospital bed and in front of me was Dr Reinna. "Mr Anderson are you alright" She asked me anxiously as she checks my blood pressure. "Yes", I answer now remembering the reason I blacked out. "Mr Anderson you've just experienced an anxiety attack most likely from the news you were told. You should be good to go", she says as she quickly scribbles a few things down. "Take it easy for a while. Don't stress yourself over this." she says worriedly before escorting me out.

I tiredly walk out of the hospital room wondering what to do. I have to get 2 more part-time jobs just to be able to afford a small percentage of the operation. At this rate I won't be able to afford the bills for grandma's operation. She's the only one I have left. I have to save her.

I quickly make my way to the bar I work at, The Whiskey Haven. "James, why are you late?" Mark, my boss yells angrily. " Sorry sir, won't happen again." I say as I quickly grab my uniform. Luckily I was only 3 minutes late, so I quickly make my way to the service bar. There was a woman with hazel green eyes and black long hair sitting at the service bar on a stool. " Would you like to order anything ma'am." I ask her slowly hoping not to intrude. "Can I get some tequila." she says defeated. "Coming right up" I quickly reply as I get her drink ready.

After a while she keeps ordering more and more tequila, until she can barely speak without slurring the words." Ma'am I think you've had too much to drink" I say hoping that would get her to leave. " No... I'm fine. Buh why did ee have to betray me. Hee cod ve just broken up. He's an a*sshole, who needa him. You're way better looking th-than he is. I could barely understand what she said, but I could make out the most part. She probably had a messy break-up... BUT WHEN DID I GET INVOLVED. She then said something I genuinely did not expect."Sir, I have a proposal for you. I'll pay you $1000, for you to spend the night..... with me.