"Mine's awesome," Marco said in return. Well, now that he was functional again. He loved his parents. Marco didn't care if that was stupid, or lame. He'd wanted them back for years, and he'd gotten it, and fuck yes, he appreciated them! And he'd burn this place to the ground to get back to them.

"Okay, so you're an alkie and a crack-addict," He said cheerfully. Like he didn't try that type of misdirection constantly: 'I'm not traumatized, I'm just a psycho'. Please. People gave Cassie all the credit when it came to reading people, but then again they didn't realize that not caring didn't mean he couldn't read people, "So what, you withdrew here by yourself? That takes some balls."

Then he shrugged and stood, "Sure." He'd said his piece. Like he said, he wasn't her mom. If she wanted to drink herself to death, it wasn't his problem.