Her daughter was going to hate her. She could see it now; the little pout on her face, those big blue eyes glaring up at her through long, dark lashes. But what was she to do? How could she explain to her four year old the concept of traffic?

Rush hour had been killer. There had been some sort of gruesome accident. The highway had been backed up for miles on end.

Nevertheless, Lillian Sulser was finally here, and about a good 30-40 minutes late at this point. She'd sped as fast as she could through town and into the empty parking lot; which had been even more of a sour reminder of how late she'd been. The woman let out a long, deep sigh as she sat in her car for a moment, prepping herself for her pouty daughter and the pushy receptionist she had been dealing with.

She slid out of her car, walking dejectedly into the daycare. It was empty inside for the most part, save for the staff and her lone child, Ashley. It was embarrassing. But nothing really could be done about it. Rush hour was always killer on Fridays, and she didn't know anyone well enough to feel comfortable watching her. Lillian strode up to the receptionist desk, her eyes meeting with the chunky, passive-aggressive woman sitting behind it. She drawled on, scolding her for her lateness. A few nods and tired apologies later, Lillian's eyes averted and focused on the person who had planted themselves next to her daughter.

Joshua sat next to Ashley her had been talking to the past 30 or so minutes. Even though he appeared a little worn down he was pretty full of energy. After a few moments he looked up and saw Lilian he smiled before telling Ashley that her mom had arrived and that she could finally go home. He continued to wear his smile as he followed the young girl over.

"Ah Miss Sulser.....traffic was pretty bad today I take it huh?" He had no harsh words for the single mother only a calm demeanor and a cheerful grin. "Well its probably beat you got here late otherwise I don't know who would've kept an eye on me." He laughed heartily at his own joke.

He ran a hand through his thick black hair before attempting to get himself on track. "If you need someone to drop your daughter off you know you can always ask one of us here. I do believe that some of us actually reside somewhere close to you." He wasn't exactly sure but the last time he had seen the files he was pretty sure that the listed address was close to someone but that fact slipped his mind. He paused for a moment "Now if your late to pick her up again I may have to give you detention." He was a pretty lighthearted man it took alot to get to him.