Liarae has been having a bad few weeks. On top of the long list of bad decisions that led to sleeping with her employer, and the discovery of this which led to her being both fired and blacklisted in the security field, somehow, by said employer's father-in-law, she's also recently discovered that she is pregnant.
What kind of absurd luck does she have, anyway? Contraceptive failure is ridiculously rare, and twins, on top of that? This is the kind of contrived shit that only happens in trashy novels.
But ridiculous or not, it's happened to her, and she needs to figure out what to do about it. Her options are limited, though. The credit auction has been and gone, and she can't afford an aftermarket credit.
Practically speaking, she only has two options. Go to Arel for help... or terminate the pregnancy. Both of these options turn her stomach to even think about.
Before she can think too much on them, her stomach turns for an entirely different reason. She gets up, reaching out to open her bedroom door, planning to head to the kitchen for a snack.
However, the door does not lead to the rest of her apartment.
"...Excuse me, what?!" She demands of the unexpected bar room(?) on the other side of her door, and of the man sitting at a table nearby in particular.