“I didn't choose the shit I do for work! Do you want to understand that?!”

Mabel yelled, entering her bedroom and slamming the door. You started knocking and banging your shoulder against the wood, trying to open it so you could talk to your girlfriend. It's not the first time you've argued because she deals drugs, but you never resolve the issue, and Mabel just comes out and says she only does it because her mother tells her to.

“I do what I can to have money to live!”

She yelled and opened the door, walking past you and bumping your shoulder with hers. It's a shame. Mabel is a very smart girl, maybe she just needs to go on the right path.