”----------------------------------------------------------------The next day I had received the full deposit into my bank account. I was looking at...$35,000 in my account balance. I didn’t know what to do with it. I wanted to save as much as possible for college, but … did I really need college now? No of course I did. I wasn’t going to sit around and jerk off for a living. I need a real purpose. But I needed a way to save it properly.I got up early to go to the bank and asked for a financial. . in many different ways. Whether it was to get into the hype, being curious as to what it was all about or for whatever reason off the top of my head, the headset console was now in my hands.All I had to do was get comfy, put it on, turn it on and the machine would send my consciousness into the VR servers after a short countdown. Standard VR procedure and stuff. Safety and hazards were minimal since the subscriptions required background health checks on record. In 'meat space', or proper. "Melissa didn't react to Brianna's statement other than to drop her gaze to the floor. She said nothing for the longest time, and just when Brianna figured she'd failed again, Melissa sniffled and a single tear hung to the corner of her eye for a minute before sliding down her face. A surge of hope filled Brianna."Let me help you, Melissa. You don't have to go through this alone. There are people, professionals, who can help you, too. And you have friends—" I don't have any friends anymore. Not. ‘Break up the bar like a western movie hero?’ ‘Almost. My brother and I went out one night, and an old girlfriend of his grabbed him by the arm to walk him out the door of the bar, saying she was going to show him how much she’d learned since high school. Her boyfriend threw a punch at Frank, knocked him down and I ended the fight.’ ‘Uh oh, I guess that’s disturbing the peace, drunk and disorderly, damage to the bar, and about twenty other charges, if they can make them stick, huh?’ Howard.