Sally sighed, she woke up with a groggy head, something was wrong. She looked around and groaned, her vision was blurry, it was horrible. What had happened? She sat up and frowned, looking herself over and noticing she was in that dress. Stuffed in her bra was money, she turned red at that, but what made it worse was the fact this money was made in a bad way, her memories started to come back...slowly.

She had gone to some club, using a fake ID. She had sung there, but something had happened and she wasn't sure what it was. So with a sigh she pulled the money out of her bra, quickly counting it and coming up with a total of one thousand dollars, at least it was a lot. But it didn't make her feel any better. She was drunk, she was weak, she had no idea why. With a weary smile she got up, dressing in her jeans and a t-shirt, and heading out.