empathists:
“you should have told me.” mason grumbled as his head shook in disapproval. “there are so many other photoshoots you could do. you could say no, rosaline! it’s your fucking body!” he sighed angrily, unsure of if his feelings were even valid any longer. “just forget it, okay? forget it. i give up. you’re never going to see my side.”
“ i should have told you? “ rosaline scoffed, lips nearly curling into a smile at how ridiculous she thought his statement was. “ i’m not gonna run every shoot i do past you before i do it, it’s my job, mason. you know that “ at this point, she knew she was being harsher than needed, though she couldn’t keep the anger from seeping out of her. “ maybe i wanted to do it, hm? you ever thought of that? it was a bloody good shoot, you’re the only person who seems to have a problem with it “












