"I want nothing more than for him to get on his feet again...I can't do that if he's not getting food."

"Don't worry. We'll get your friend some food." She pointed. "That's her place right there. WE go in through the back door." The front was a small bakery.

"A-alright." He said a bit nervously. But this had to be done, if not then there wasn't much hope for them was there?

Nanita went to the door and knocked. "Ma'am? Someone's here for a request. Oh and my first bag is filled."

An old woman opened thedoor. "Oh hello there Nani. Just leave it by the bins and I'll get your first loaf. And what's this about a request?"

(ACK I have no brain cells)

"I-I was wondering if I could help out for a bit of food. Or medicine. I'm willing to work for both please."

"Oh you want work, eh? Hmm....I don't exactly need much help in the shop but I can give yo usome of both on the same terms as Nani over here? The streets have become much better since she appeared."

(IDK WHAT TO SAY ARGGGGHHHH plz give me inspiration Stalker Bear took all of mine away)

"I'm more than willing to work." Silas nodded. "I'll do anything. Please my bo-" he stopped himself short. "Friend is very hurt and I don't have the money to get him help. If I don't do something he's going to die. I just need a bit of food and medicine to get him through."

"Here hon. Take thes twobags, fill'em up with trash, then come back and see me. And here's yours Nani." The woman handed out trashbags.

"Thanks!" Nani waved then turned to leave.

He took the bags looking at them. This was the fate of his future resting in these two bags. Sighing he turned from the woman following the girl still. "Where do you normally collect trash?" He said readjusting the cloak over his shoulders.

"On the streets. Plenty in the area around here. Oh, I haven't done this street in awhile!" She turned down a street which had pieces of trash practically everywhere. "Just pick up anything on the gorund.: