Wait a second now. I just thought of something... isn't the PittStain a trust fund kid? Why is he working? Did he get cut off?
Yeah, that's what's confusing about the Bostonian Drunkard's situation.
There was a primitive, now banished from Skins's island, who researched the Bostonian Drunkard, finding that the Bostonian Drunkard's maternal grandfather, an attorney in Boston with lots and lots of prime real-estate, had left a rather, uh, substantial trust fund for his grandson.
However, unsure about the noble qualities, if any, of the Bostonian Drunkard, grand-dad put some conditions on that trust. The conditions weren't uncovered, but usually if one is worried an heir might wastefully dissipate funds, one attaches conditions such as no payment until the heir is well into adulthood, or the heir gets married, things like that.
Well, the Bostonian Drunkard is at the moment a razor's edge from 40 years of age, and of course got married last year.
Apparently generous grand-dad imposed conditions even more onerous than that.
Perhaps the Bostonian Drunkard has to wait until his maternal ancestress dies, to get the money.
In which case one sincerely wishes the 64-year-old "Raven" primitive many, many, many more decades of life.