Cassarian short story Christmas special. Modern AU. Varian is 17 Cassandra is 18 Varian stared blankly out the window as snow drifted slowly onto the ground. He snuggled further into his blanket as he felt his heart squeezed again. Upon hearing his dad enter the house, returning from work, he had to bite down on his lip. He did everything he could, hoping any traces of his tears wouldn't be noticeable. WARNING: There is underage drinking, but nothing inappropriate happens so it's still a very clean story and he doesn't get drunk, he only drinks a little.