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There are many things that Cassi could be called, but unfortunately, responsible was not one of them. After a drunken night at a club, Cassi found herself purse-less, and a purse-less Cassi meant a cashless Cassi, and a cashless Cassi wasn’t much fun. Now she needed to get to the bank and make sure that the fortune her parents had left her was safe and sound.

“Everything! I can’t believe I lost everything! My credit cards! My cash! Bugger all! All my account information was in there too! Ugg, my head hurts!” Cole was sitting in his car seat that Eveline had forced Cassi to buy as Cassi sped to the bank. He let his eyes soak up the scenery that flew by as his hung over mother endangered everyone on the road.

Cassi muttered out a strain of assorted curses under her breath once she pulled into the bank parking lot. “Cole, come on! I don’t have much time to waste! Hurry up! God I need Advil, and coffee, nice black coffee.”

Cole simply glared at his mother and unbuckled himself from the car seat. It took him quite a bit of coordination to do it, but he learned early on that Cassi wouldn’t do it herself, either she would simply forget, or she wouldn’t be able to figure out what buttons to press on the odd occasion that she did notice Cole wasn’t following her.

As Cole was fumbling with the buckles that constrained him, Cassi had already reached the door of the bank. She quickly adjusted her short blue skirt and white blouse and waited for Cole to catch up.

“Honestly kid, why do I always have to wait for you?” The hang over and the loss of her favorite purse and all that was in it, like her favorite lip-gloss, had made Cassi bitchier than normal, especially to Cole.

Cole fiddled with his too big black coat before glaring once more up at his mother, “Mother, why do I have to be here? I wanted to show Lynett a song I practiced. Her balcony is pretty.”

“Cole, not now, for God’s sake not now! My head hurts and I need to make sure that no one’s going to rob me blind!”

With that, Cassi opened into the bank’s lobby, and walked to the nearest profession person, “Could you get some one to help me?”

“Oh thank god!” Cassi exclaimed, “So, okay, I went clubbing the other night and my purse went missing and of course I had ALL my credit cards and my bank account stuff ‘cause I would lose it normally if I didn’t carry it with me and so now I’m screwed ‘cause I ********, oops, ‘effing LIVE off of my inheritance and so yeah I’m screwed and I’m about to be robbed blind! And it was a really nice purse to! Genuine leather and the perfect size for clubbing! Can you help me? And Cole put those pens down!”

Cole jumped as Cassi took a breath from her tirade and grudgingly returned the shiny pens back into the cup on the table.

Cassi turned her attention back to the woman in front of her, “Please, help me!” Panic had filled Cassi’s normally lecherous eyes as she pleaded with June.

Cassi was torn between two reactions, one was to smack the ghostly child and tell him to mind his elders, the other was to shake it off as a joke, even though nothing about this kid seemed funny.

She chose the latter. “Oh honey, aren’t you sweet, now why don’t you just run off and let the grown-ups talk? Okay sweetie?” She said in a sickly sweet patronizing voice. She turned her attention back to June, fixing a sympathetic smile on her porcelain features. “Kids, right? My kid causes me all sorts of problems.” With that, she suddenly remembered the scraggly child she had dragged behind her. “Cole, go play with the kid.” She ordered as she sat down in the indicated seat and gestured towards Takan.

Cole glared at his mother, but complied with a heavy sigh. He knew better than to disobey Cassi in a public place. He loved his violin too much to do that again. “Fine,” He muttered under his breath, and headed over to Takan.

“Thank-you for this, really!” Cassi said, deciding to ignore the creepy noises coming from the corner.

Once Cole reached Takan, he couldn’t help but stare at his unusual appearance. He had seen weird things before, like Lynet and her little wings, still, it always takes a moment to fully take in a new look.

After a few seconds had gone by, Cole let out and apathetic sigh, “Hi, my name is Cole, what’s yours?” He said in an equally bored and rehearsed tone of voice. He then continued to look anywhere except the young boy in front of him to prove that he in fact, did not want to be there, and especially did not want to talk to anyone.