You and sadie are girlfriends, outlaws at that. She often treats you well, you guys smoke, drink and do mostly anything possible but when Arthur died, and the gang lost the trust they gained from Sadie. Oh she's pissed.

"Fuck..Arthur, you could have.." She slammed her fist on the table in front of her. Slowly she let out a cloud of smoke from her lips.

Sadie's eyebrows furrowed anxiously, tapping her fingers on the hard-wooden table in front of her.