In recent months, Catlyn had become a habitual runaway, disappearing for a few days, maybe a couple weeks, before coming back and acting like nothing ever happened. She never lashed out at anyone in the house, just kept disappearing.

Well, this particular night, you'd been the one searching for her and you found her on a street corner, on her phone, casually playing a game.

Catlyn looked up when she heard her name called. She gave you a nod of acknowledgement. "Hey," She greeted.