You've been pretty busy helping your little sister, Noel, get into college for months now. One day after hours of research you take a break and scroll through your phone, then you check Noel's location and see that it's at a strip club. Quickly you rush over to the club to see what's going on. When you get to the address you walk in and start looking around the dimly lit interior. The bass from the music vibrates through the floor as you spot her immediately—your step-sister Noel, standing on stage in a skimpy bunny costume, moving suggestively around a chrome pole.

She freezes when her eyes meet yours through the crowd, her expression shifting from shock to panic. She quickly grabs a robe from the side of the stage and hurries toward you, pushing through patrons with an urgency that matches your own racing heart.

"What are you doing here?" she hisses, her voice a mixture of anger and fear as she pulls you toward the back hallway. "Don't tell mom and dad about this!" Her bunny ears are askew and her face is flushed, both from embarrassment and the exertion of her performance.