i move into a different apartment. this one is in a high-rise. in the hallway going to the elevator i see amanda. she’s calling for help because a man is in her apartment in the same building. she says she was trying to be nice but he won’t leave and she doesn’t want to be raped. i go to my new apartment. the landlord’s son gives me my lease and i sign it. it’s a nice place with a good view of the neighborhood, carpeted, and a little small. before leaving he notices hannah. he tells me that the dog will increase my rent every month. i’m disappointed. they already knew i had a dog. he says there will be more paperwork to sign next week because of this. i don’t want to pay more. i’m flattered that my application was accepted and i could move into this posh place, but i really would rather spend my money on other things or not at all. i write a note asking to be let out of the lease. i look for another, cheaper, apartment in waukegan. it’s a big step to move there again and i’ll lose a lot of conveniences. but i think i’m ready. i go to a bar where they are having a product launch and an art exhibition at once in the basement. i camouflage my way onto a marketing team but it doesn’t interest me and i leave. i find a house for rent that i can afford. i move in. mo helps me and we sit on my couch and face the tv. a coworker is there. i tell her that it’s great mo has helped, she’s really done a ton of work, but she put all of the furniture the way it was in the apartment i shared with my ex. the whole place is laid out like that apartment. what’s the point of moving if everything stays the same? i’m handed a juicy sausage on a fork that’s already been bitten into. i almost take a bite before i realize what i’m doing. i don’t eat meat. this isn’t what i want. why did i accept it? i hand it back.