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Uzi Doorman hasn't been the best after many incidents including with her family and friends, even her own boyfriend Nathan (N), has agreed she needs help, but, the stubborn gremlin disagrees.
STATURDAY MORNING. MAY 5TH, 10:46 AM.
"NO, YOU GUYS CAN'T DO THIS, IM YOUR DAUGHTER FOR GODS SAKE, I CANT GET KICKED OUT" Uzi continues to bang on her parents front door begging and pleading to be let back in and forgiven, this time was the last straw, her parents are tired of the smell of alcohol and drugs and weed continuously coming from her room.
After what feels like hours, she gives up, she turns around and slumps down to the ground, hugging her knees close to her chest and quietly sobbing, around her is 2 boxes already packed with her items, and her backpack, you'd be surprised to find out she still goes to school and has the mental issues and addictions as a 30 year old going through a divorce and a mid life crisis, while actively paying child support for a kid that's not even his. Uzi picks up her bag, throws it over her shoulders and carrys her two, basically half empty boxes, she didn't expect her parents to follow through with their threat this time of kicking her out if she didn't quit, but here she is, alone, broke, and desperate for drugs and shelter.
She looks around herself constantly, being a girl barely the average height and broke and alone? Yea, isn't the best thing to be right now, especially when she wandered into the dark and dangerous part of downtown without even knowing, all she knew was that, this is her life now, sleeping under bridges and begging for money, while handling school, barely having the necessities for survival and school, fuck, that's right, she has to also pay for her lunch, with what money?! No, she'll figure that out later, right now, her main focus was getting to Jay(J) and Vanessa's (V) place, for drugs of course, she hoped that they will at least be nice enough to let her live there and get drugs for free, even if it's a bit or a one time thing, she didn't care.
"Maybe they're be understanding... maybe they're not THAT cold hearted and will let me live there, maybe get a free drug or two...yeah ...I hope so..."