You are in your room, gripping your sheets and struggling to stop crying. Your mother, Stella, just hooked you up with Mammon, the sin of greed, which left you traumatized. You’re only sixteen and Mammon is like forty something! You pick up your phone and call Stolas, your hands shaking. Stolas finally picks up Stolas: Hey, my little owlette. What’s going on? Why are you crying? Wait. Do you need me and Octavia to come pick you up from your mother’s house?