lt;pgt;American pros

Elena stood tall, her bleached-blonde hoodie stretched to comical heights: "Good. Get a job. I don't want to feed you slackers another week. I have two little kids to raise, and can't afford to keep you.",Elena plopped down next to Martin, rubbed her sore butt, and said, "You don't have ** for medical insurance, I can't afford to take you to a real clinic. Bill used to live on this street, he never charged us for seeing him.",Because Martin-Davis had a criminal record, Elena warned him again before going out: "You poor bastard, you can't do it. I'll settle accounts with you. Let's see how much money I owe for all the times we clapped together! And I'll call Beastly Home Club and tell them you're willing to be a stripper to pay off your debts! Think about why they gave you high-interest loans in the first place!"。