Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera.

ok, well, Erika is Takarazuka, yes I know Erik is supposed to be a man in that play but in this fanfic she is a woman, Wao Youka is my face claim for her. Christine is more ALW/Leroux/kay with just a bit of her Yeston-Kopit counterpart.
And please remember: English is not my first language, if you see any mistake, let me know, please help me to be better.

''HOW AND WHY ARE MY FUCKING ACCOUNTS BLOCKED, DOROGA?'' Erika yelled at the phone.

The woman was a mess, she was sitting on a pile of dirty clothes on the kitchen floor, wearing the same clothes from two days ago with her hair tied in a knot over her head, in front of her she had her breakfast, a couple of burned pop tarts, a package of pizza rolls fresh out of the microwave and a cup of black coffee so loaded that it was a thick, dark substance rather than a liquid.

'' If you're lucky your accounts will be defrosted in 6 months, but I'll have to send a lawyer to settle your case. I told you that investing abroad without the use of a company to justify the transactions was a bad idea. '' Her self-described friend reminded her

'' Oh, shut up, if I wanted to hear my mistakes, I would have called Gerald. '' She replied chewing a pop tart without daring to savor it.

'' Talking about Gerald, I think you'll have to call him because your wisest option is to move with him again.'' Nadir replied, the phone signal was beginning to cut and although normally Erika would spend hours complaining, she decided she had to be quick.

''What motive or circumstance is there for me to move back with Gerald.'' She asked trying to maintain patience.

"You have three months of rent and now you have no way to pay them, and that was because you did not listen when I told you to keep your payments on time and your rations of pizza rolls are not eternal Erika. Gerald will be happy to receive you. '' He tries to convince her, there was something fatherly and fraternal in his voice.

'' Oh hell, you lost your head, damn it, Daroga, I thought you would last longer '' She complained on the phone, she took a few seconds to chew the slightly frozen pizza roll she had in her mouth.

'' I'm being serious Erika, your deadline to pay expires in two days and I'm not there to fix your mistakes. '' He reminded her, the tone in his voice indicated that there was no room for jokes and although Erika would usually have ignored that, but she noticed how she had to guess half of the words her friend said.

''Could you lend me something? '' She asked reluctantly, she did not like to depend on anyone, but if she had to choose, she would choose Nadir.

'' You know that all my money is in the Iranian bank and I have no way to make a monetary transaction to America, but I think you can ask- ''

'' NO, I'm not going to sell myself to your friend for a few cents, Nadir.'' She answered coldly; he could see in his mind how Erika was sharpening her eyes

Erika and men were not something that mixed very well, it was a fact well known by Nadir and when he saw that the phone signal was dying, He decided not to argue.

'' Well, we will do it your way then. I have an extra apartment that I use as a warehouse on the outskirts of the city, the ugly part of the city Erika, you will not be safe there- "

'' Anyway, I can dress as a man if the area is very risky. '' Erika interrupted him.

Nadir was silent and for a few seconds the only sound was Erika spitting a piece too burned of Pop-tart on the floor.

'' May be a good idea, that will keep you safe from half the things that are out there, but for the love of God, Erika, be careful. '' He warned clearly worried; Erika tried to hide how touched she felt.

'' Give me the address. '' She asked with a mouthful of food in her mouth and frantically looking for a paper and anything that could write.

Nadir quickly passed the address and gave a brief description of the place; Erika wrote down everything carefully.

'' I must go. Erika, be careful. '' He said, Erika had to guess almost every word he had said.

''Fine.''

''Goodbye.''

'' Nadir, wait. ''

''By Allah, now what? ''

''Thank you.''

''… You are welcome.''

And then the bad signal decided to end the conversation for them.

...yes I have to include the pizza rolls. Well, if you like it let me a comment down below, I just started the paperwork of college and first of all I have to graduate from high school, so I would like to know how liked this story is to see how much time I am going to dedicate to this.