"They drink too much..." Noah admitted uncomfortably. He hated his parents. And his parents probably hated him. At least he wasn't a top priority. But when others were involved he still felt rather protective of his family. "I try to find work. I help out at the harbour sometimes, unloadin' and all." Except he didn't really dare to go close to the fishermen anymore. "And I try to do deliveries and other small jobs. They won't hire me at a shop or so. I ain't got a school leavin' certificate." Which was kind of his own fault for playing truant more than being in school. But how could he have known school was important?