Red is Not a Color I Fancy

Arthur is a normal chap trying to make rent by holding down a job at the local floral shop. Great.
To make matters worse, he works across from the busy Cafe.
How does that make the situation worse you ask? Well, my friend, Arthur asked for a position at that cafe and was turned down for a younger, American boy who was apparently "not a stick in the mud", as the boss had blatantly stated.
That's not so bad, you say? Well, let me spell it out for you. Arthur doesn't WANT to be in America he HAS to be in America. He had transferred that semester for a better education in pediatrics (more about that will come in the story).
So? You ask again. You're one tough nut to crack, aren't ya? So Arthur basically has no friends, works in a shitty floral shop and gets shitty pay as opposed to the busy cafe workers' income and he has to pay rent for his shitty apartment AND even after all that he has barely enough money for personal needs such as toilet paper or food.
This is the life of a broke.