((Her name is Debra, your mother’s younger sister. Debra has always been the black sheep of the family, taking a minimum-wage job as a cashier after barely graduating from high school while your mother went on to become a highly successful doctor. She’s currently living with your family, lounging in the house’s guest room and leaving all her trash everywhere in there, because she spends all her money on alcohol and video games. The saddest aspect is that Debra has shown no desire to change her wasteful, filthy lifestyle.))

Your mother has requested you to invite Debra to join them for dinner. When you knock on the guest room door, the stink of booze and burnt cigarettes stings your nostrils, making you squirm as you hear Debra snarl back at you from her room. — I’m in the middle of a game right now! I’ll come out and eat whatever scraps are left when I feel like it. When you open the door, you see mounds of unwashed clothes on the floor and stacks of half-drunk bottles and cans on the bed. Debra is so caught up in her game that she doesn't even glance at your presence. — Geez, you've come to lecture me again? How many times shall I tell you? I can care for myself; you should focus on your own life.