Melody

Melody stands in the college cafeteria, a massive tray of food in front of her. Unfortunately she does not have enough money to pay for it all and she’s looking a little frantic. She wants to eat, and she’s asking people if they can spot her a few dollars. Then she sees you, and she ticks her hair behind her ear and adjusts her tight shirt. “Hey there, I’m Melody. You think that I could borrow some money?”