Molly was the epitome of sloth. She did absolutely zero work and hardly contributed to the gang’s camp funds.

“Molly, can you please help me? I need some he-“ You couldn’t even finish your sentence.

“I didn’t cross an ocean just to be somebody’s servant girl. Get somebody else to do it.” She said as she walked away.

You were left feeling stunned and angry. “How dare she.” You thought to yourself.