“That’s not acceptable.” Alice sighed, her hand running through her hair nervously, residue from the root she was crumbling catching in the waves of her hair. “You can’t just… do things because you don’t feel like there are consequences. Jail still fucking sucks, I’m sure.” Allie didn’t cuss often, she never made a habit of it, but it just sort of tumbled out.
“I do care, Frankie! And Dad does, and Granddad. And Uncle Ernie. And Aunt Susan. You’re just too pig headed to see that. I don’t want to see you do something so self destructive. You’re… you’re literally being the most selfish person ever, not caring how your actions affect everyone.”