Normally Catie just walked to this cafe when she wanted to go somewhere quiet, close as it was to the school. But other than when she’d been dropped off here last september, and a few trips in between for holidays, she’d not ridden around the town in a car. The trip to the little cafe was over in no time at all, barely enough time for her to ask a few questions.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Probably a little of both?”</span>she replied. Beth wasn’t horrible, and her heart was in the right place, she was just… incredibly overwhelming at times. Despite this however, Catriona was more than happy to let the girl babble on about whatever was in her head, adding her into the background noise of college life. There was comfort in the girl’s presence, and nothing ever missed her gaze. She supposed she’d have to apologize for her brother’s behavior later, but it couldn’t be helped. And knowing the blonde girl, she’d probably forget all about it. She let herself fall into his hug once more, holding on tightly before they went inside and slid into a booth, hoping he’d finally tell her why he was here.<br/><br/>His answers, however, only served to confuse her, tilting her head with a questioning look as she sipped at the root beer float she’d ordered, while waiting for her burger and fries.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Uncle Oscar? At his office? Why does he need to see me? Is dad okay?”</span>she asked, incredibly confused. But it was obvious her brother didn’t know much either.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “Do we have time to stop by my room and get some stuff?”</span>it wasn’t like she didn’t have all her books with her, and she had clothes at home. But she really just wanted to see if Beth was going to be there. Of course he dipped into the standard questions, since it had been so long since they’d seen each other.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“No no no. no boyfriends.” </span>she said, blushing. After all, their father had been adamant about that. And she hadn’t been interested in trying to date much anyways, despite Beth’s best efforts. She was too busy trying to blend into the wallpaper.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“My classes are good, I’m doing well in all of them. Even math.”</span>that had always been something that she’d struggled with in school, until he’d spent the evenings of an entire year with her and helped her through the most difficult parts of it. She was eternally grateful for that.<br/><br/>Her eyes drooped a little, staring down at her straw.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Sometimes… I wish i was still at home… I miss you and father terribly, and you don’t have anyone who cooks for you. Eating out all the time is terrible, you know.”</span>she admonished. Ever since her mother had been in that car accident when she was fourteen, the two men in her life were all she had. Of course there was also her Uncle Oscar, who she was sure missed her cooking as well.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“That’s what it is, isn’t it. Uncle Oscar is sick of his sister’s bad cooking.”</span>