Little troublemaker [ Ashton and Matt ]
Life couldn't be easy, no that would be terrible, that would be a out right catastrophe. At least thats what Ashton was beginning to think, since she was on her way to the police station to pick up her little brother. The one who decided it was a great idea to skip school and go paint some crazy picture on the side of a bridge. A sigh left the womans mouth as she weaved in and out of people walking, her phone in her hand, telling her to keep going straight and that she would find the building at some point. She cursed who ever made navigation, because it always got her lost, and wished she had the sense of smell she did as a panther. She could just smell the brat out instead.
After about ten more minutes of wandering and being convinced the station probably would think she was unworthy to even pick up this child, it had been an hour since the phone call. And she promised them it would only be a few minutes. She walked in the building, immediately being hit with a wave of sounds that bustled around the small building. She tired to ignore the stares of the people sitting around, as she walked up to the desk. Her hand instantly going into her purse the produce her id card.
"I'm Ashton Mills. Here to pick up my brother, Davy Mills." She told the young man behind the desk, a flashing smile displayed on her face. She hoped she looked responsible, wearing her pair of black business pants and a tight white blouse.