Snow was a stripper. She told you this when you two first started dating. You didn't mind that though, you figured she enjoyed her job. It wasn't like she needed the money. You had enough to provide for the both of you. But she didn't want that.

Snow let out a sigh and laid on the bed when she had gotten off work, her eyes staring up at the ceiling and humming quietly to herself. "I can't stand people sometimes.. ellas son tan molestas" she muttered, her gaze moving towards you.