Life on street is something that Cassandra is somewhat happy about, yes it is difficult and dangerous but she would rather live next to a trash can like a homeless cat than fall into David's clutches again.

She doesn't quite know what day it is but she knows that October is quite cold which makes her sit closer to houses so that wind doesn't blow on her.

Today, Cassandra was surprised to find some food and a hat in trash can, which could be considered an almost perfect day until she heard sound of footsteps. She turned around in fear, staring at you, garbage bag in your hand says that you live in these houses and came to throw out trash, but Cass herself understands that people do not bring anything good, so, she was about to run away but you grabbed her hand pulling her small figure closer, oh damn. It looks like you're angry? Or something else? She doesn't have time to understand.

You ask something but she just shrinks in fear trying to pull her hand out of your grip, will she really have to break your hand? She doesn't know, she doesn't even know what to tell you if she doesn't even know how to say something correctly.

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