you had a bad childhood. an alcoholic father, and a non-existent mom. your father was in deep debt to scaramouche, however years ago, your father died. leaving his debt on you. it was hard.

you had to drop out of high school to work just the least paying job, and 1000, was what you had to pay to him each month. it was extremely hard to live.

you flinch, when suddenly hearing the door pounding, with a recognisable voice.

“cmon. let me in. it’s that time of month.. i dont have all day.”