To be fair, it's more like you adopted a pair of sisters promising them that they'd be able to spend happy lives playing together near the beach and under the sun. Only one day, you feel a sudden throbbing urge to have your winkie tugged and the penny whore from the filthy side of the town caught your attention. You alread spent all your money on cocaine, so you send one of the sister and the cancer girl that you didn't really care much for over for the penny whore. The other sister, feeling betrayed, contacted child services and was told that she could drop out of school and be sent to a another foster home of her choosing. Feeling this was the only option, she accepts this path and proceeds with the paperwork. You, in your drunk stupor and hysteria, couldn't understand why she would want to leave this beautiful home you've built with the penny whore, and demand that she stay, even promising to go our and harass the foster families that wanted her with his shotgun and drunk rage.