It was a nice day out, but then again, when wasn’t it? That’s what Cassius thought at least, the window to the small office he was given after he won the role of student council/government president, the thought of which still made him smile like an idiot with pride. “I sure showed that idiot, so much for being father’s favorite.” Cassius mumbles to himself, continuing to read over the various requests, complaints and suggestions the student council/government has gotten from the student body.