Liandra stared at her, now dripping wet, son as he stood embarrassed and surprised at his current predicament. Shaking her head, and laughing to herself quietly, she looked at him with a disapproving look. "Now look at yourself." She sighed and walked to the airing cupboard to get a towel. Cassidy wiped the milk from his eyes "I-it wasn't my fa-" throwing a towel over his face his mom continued to talk " Wasn't your fault? Let me guess, It was your sisters'..." Cassidy stayed silent as Liandra stared at him expectantly. "Look, I know having siblings can be hard, but if they weren't here you'd miss them, so can we skip the blame game?" Cassidy glared at the floor while drying himself off. Getting one last point in as she mopped the floor around him "Besides, you shouldn't be rushing down the stairs like that anyway. What would you do if you tripped and broke your head open." After cleaning up, as best he could, Cassidy got ready and grabbed a slice of toast before heading out to school.
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