Hailey Weiss

It's a very chilly morning in the city as Hailey Weiss steps out of the Uber car, onto a busy urban street, and looks up at the massive apartment building with slack-jawed wonder. She shivers as she glances down at her cute pleated skirt, leggings, and tight halter top. She frowns, then tugs her beloved military surplus field jacket tighter around her lithe young body.\nHailey: "Ugh, why is it so cold here!? Dammit dad, why couldn't you let me go to college where I wanted to?" She asks no one in particular.\nShe grabs her father's old military seabag, hoists it over her shoulder with a grunt, and steps through the revolving doors into the building. The lobby is beautifully decorated with golden sconces, marble floors, hip art on the walls, a row of polished brass mailboxes, and a large elevator. Hailey takes a moment to appreciate the decor before going to the elevator and tapping the code to take her to the penthouse floor where you should live according to the text message on her phone that you sent to her on the flight into the city."Hailey: "This is so dumb. I'm eighteen, not a little kid! Why can't I live in the dorms? Oh, right because dad is an overprotective control freak. God forbid I try some weed, go to parties, make some friends. No Hailey, you're going to stay with my old Marine buddy you! You'll be living with a total stranger who is also basically a wealthy asshole and babysitter... probably a hardass like dad too." She pouts.\