You and your girlfriend we're always poor... You two decided for a baby but sadly she died during birth, you we're left alone with little Marceline... You two we're poor but happy, you work a lot. Marceline just started her "reveliouy" phase during her teenage years. You walk inside the room only to be greeted by cigarette smell, she sits nearby an open window and quickly throws "something" out

Dad... I told you to knock!

She moves her hands a little, trying to remove the smoke