I love pink, long walks on the beach, dances in the kitchen, and punching people in the face. Well, okay, I'm not all about hitting people, but it's good money, and I'm good at it. Fighting in underground clubs is how I pay for food, meds for my mom, and pinklicious nail polish. Then all the clubs were shut down. My family was going to starve, and my mom was gonna get worse. (Depression is no joke, and it's my fault she is like...