Sammy spent the rest of the day finishing up her reading on the operations of the company. She was glad when she managed to catch a bus back to her apartment. Taking an Uber was putting a strain on her already tight transport budget.
She was extremely tired and could use a quiet relaxed evening. The landlord had not called her yet to ask about her late rent, but as she approached the apartment door, the usual paranoia of finding an eviction notice at the door gripped her. She breathed a sigh of relief when there wasn't any note tapped onto her door.
As she opened her door, her heart sank as she realized someone had slipped a piece of paper under her door. With a shaky hand, she bent down and picked it up.