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[sub][color=slategray]Featuring: [color=ba314c]Katie Callaghan[/color] & [color=ba3191]Alison Callaghan[/color]
Location: The Callaghan Estate[/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

As Scott’s car pulled away from the Callaghan residence, Katie looked her reflection over in the mirror, checking for any sort of indication that she had left the house. After a careful inspection,she flopped down on her bed, satisfied that her appearance wouldn’t give anything away. She’d made it.

Her reprieve would prove to be short lived, however, as her room was quickly invaded by one very angry Alison Callaghan.

[color=ba3191][b]“Katherine Elizabeth Callaghan, what the hell is going on with your brother?”[/b][/color]

Oh. This was bad. 

Katie propped herself up on her elbows, chewing her lip as she pieced together why Owen had come to her home. He’d been telling her mom about Jamie’s article. The nuclear option. She stalled for a moment, hoping to come up with some answer that would get her out of this without invoking her mother’s wrath, but also preserved her and Jamie’s sacred, no snitching, pact. 

[color=ba314c][b]“I [i]think[/i] he’s on a date with Marshall...”[/b][/color] Feigning stupidity. A classic move. Too classic...

[color=ba3191][b]“Don’t play dumb with me! What’s with your brother? He’s been weird lately, is it because of this article? Because Owen Lyon just came by our house to let me know how much of an awful kid he’s been, and I don’t know what to do. I know you aren’t as in the dark as you want me to think,”[/b][/color] her mother said, punctuating her words with a huff and a crossing of her arms. She meant business tonight.

Katie sighed. So, she’d been right. For once, she wished she hadn’t been. [color=ba314c][b]“God, I don’t even know where to start,”[/b][/color] she said, closing her eyes and rubbing her temples as if the mere act of trying to recall all the events that had been surrounding her brother and his circle were giving her a headache. [color=ba314c][b]“I guess, it all started when Owen cheated on his girlfriend, Trixie. Well, supposedly cheated.”[/b][/color]

[color=ba3191][b]“Trixie from the newspaper? The editor?”[/b][/color] Alison asked, recognizing the name. Katie replied with a nod, before continuing.

[color=ba314c][b]“They broke up, but on Monday, Trixie asked Jamie to look into it. I guess at the Helmsley’s party on Tuesday, Trixie found out that her best friend staged some photos to frame Owen. It’s a mess, to be honest bu-oh my GOD you read the article, right?”[/b][/color] Katie asked, exasperated by the endless complications that plagued the lives of her peers.

[color=ba314c][b]“From what Jamie told me, Trixie said that if he found the story, he could write the article. So, he wrote it. Trixie told him everything at the party, so if there’s anyone Owen Lyon needs to be mad at it’s his girlfriend. Owen’s hardly even in the damn thing. If anyone should be here telling you how awful Jamie is, it’s Ophelia. He did not go easy on her.”[/b][/color]

Alison sighed, and shook her head. [color=ba3191][b]“You kids will be the death of me, you know that?”[/b][/color] Having received a smidge of clarification on the topic, Alison turned to walk out, to go tell her husband and figure out a way to punish her eldest son. 

Before she could pass through the door, Katie called out for her mom, stopping her in her tracks. She turned her head to Katie, her exhaustion clearly written all over her face. She wanted to mention Scott, but something caught her. Not yet. This was unfamiliar territory still, and Katie was determined to traverse it without her mother’s prying eyes… for now. 

[color=ba314c][b]“I love you,”[/b][/color] she said instead, offering her mom a supportive smile.

[color=ba3191][b]“I love you too, honey.”[/b][/color]