Bill Not Paid: Thriller

She waved the bill under his nose. "Remember when you promised you'd pay this on time? Well, you didn't, so now you've nowhere to live. Neither have I, but at least I'm not going to live with you!" She threw the envelope at his feet, spat on the ground, turned to go, and then spun around and kicked him squarely in the balls as an afterthought. He doubled over and groaned. She slammed his own door shut in his face. Well, he supposed it wasn't his door anymore, now that the bill collectors were apparently going to take everything away from him as soon as possible. He uncurled slowly, painfully pulling himself to his feet. H glanced around his apartment. If the bill collectors were coming, they'd try to take anything of value. Fortunately, he kept nothing like that here. This was just a dump--

Inspiration: Oh, just feeling a titch irritated over credit card bills and the way certain imperiled credit card companies are planning on jacking their rates up.
Story Potential: Low.
Notes: This is, of course, not his real identity, or his main apartment--maybe that's why he couldn't pay the bill? Regardless, not fantastic.