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┎   What does it matter?       It’s already  D O N E.    ┓

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anxiousden:

With tears welling in her eyes, the blonde nodded. “I thought ..” Her voice remained small, sounding as if she wanted to disappear into the ground. “I thought you were someone else.” She shook her head, glancing at the ground; now feeling stupid. These recent events had really messed with her train of thought. Hayden began rubbing her forearm, still avoiding eye contact. “Thank you.” She said, giving him a gentle smile. She was still somewhat in shock but her voice was back to the normal volume.

He had stopped to see if she was okay. And didn’t just walk away. She believed that that was worthy enough for a ‘thank you’. The man had looked confused with her. Like she wasn’t mentally stable. Which she was … for the most part. “I’m Hayden.”

His brows furrowed as she spoke, not really knowing how to respond to that, though she hadn’t seemed very happy to see whoever she thought he’d been at first. “Oh right.” He spoke, nodding slowly for a brief moment as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. He shook his head as she thanked him, though he didn’t see why she would. He’d just wanted to make sure if she was fine or not. “It’s all right, really.” He said, giving her a small smile.

“I’m Mason.” He told her, and he hoped that the confusion he was feeling wasn’t too obvious, though he still couldn’t entirely figure out what had happened. “Are you okay? I mean you didn’t exactly seem okay like- I don’t know.” He said, trying to make the way he was phrasing things normal, but he was sure she would get the point. “It just seemed as if you’d seen a ghost, really.”

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brutallyjulie:

The blonde raised an eyebrow in an are you serious manner, before letting out a scoff. “I’ll regret it when I’m older? How so? It’s not like we do anything athletic in here, anyways – besides the occasional laps around the track.” it was true. The school district preached all about getting ‘fit and healthy’, making phys ed a mandatory class, when teachers literally made them play things such as golf … GOLF. Really? There was no movement or health factor to golf whatsoever, all it was is a sport for rich old white men. The blonde pursed her lips, before replying to Mason’s question regarding to her non existent participation, “I’m not participating, simply because I don’t want to, nor feel like it.” Though she seemed to be confident in her reply, both sarcasm and seriousness lacing her words, she wished she wasn’t insecure and could participate like all her fellow classmates. Having something to hide truly sucked – It made her secretive, standoffish, and just plain miserable. Julie then shrugged, “It seems like you have nothing better to do, so why not?” Even if she truly didn’t mind sitting in the gym doing absolutely nothing, leaving seemed like the better option. Julie knew students were starting to wonder why she didn’t do gym, but she promised herself that the next day, she would participate. 

After the eighteen year old was free to leave the period, she looked over at Mason. “I’m sure I shouldn’t be asking this, but…” She sighed, “What’s going on with the Lennox murder? Any leads, or spooky information you know of that has yet to be revealed?” Julie asked, sincerely interested, even if she would get let down with no information.

He’s nodding, a small sigh escaping the male as he gazes at her. “Because it’s fun. Once you leave high school you’ll know what I mean.” He doesn’t give any further explanation, since he knew that what he had said would’ve been enough. The real world sucked, and he truly hated it at times. Sometimes he wondered if it were to be possible to travel through time and go back to where things weren’t extremely messed up. “Oh right so you’re one of those girls then.” He spoke, gaze moving from her to the ground as he folded his arms, his brows furrowing briefly. He didn’t know if it was a good idea to let her leave or not, but he believed that back then he would’ve wished for someone to do the same thing for him. There were times in which he just remembered sitting in class staring at the wall without even listening to what the teacher was saying, so he understood. “Right..” He began as he looked up at her again. “I’ll get you out of P.E miss.”

It doesn’t take him long to come back once he’d exchanged a couple of words with the teacher, and he’s rather taken back by her question, though he doesn’t bother with hiding the truth. “We’re working on it, though we don’t have any leads just yet as far as I know.” He said, his tongue tracing his bottom lip as he hooked his thumbs into his pockets. “But trust me, I probably am just as clueless than you are. I know nothing.” He wished there was something he could to actually find the person behind all of this, but he couldn’t. “Why are you asking? Do you by any chance know who it was?”

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anxiousden:

Hayden paced back and forth on the sidewalk. She noticed every little sound that happened around her. Her hands rose to her ears; she closed her eyes. ‘You’re okay .. you’re okay.’ This was the time to start practicing how to cope with Red – her anxiety.

She turned sharply, seeing a figure in a dark cape with a hood. Hayden froze. Her eyes glistened. “Please,” Seemed to be the only thing she could say. This time she knew she wouldn’t be able to save herself. Was this the end?

Mason was just crossing the street, his hand popping a chip into his mouth as he walked. The day had been rather long, seeing as he was forced to do the same thing over and over again lately. Spending the day having to observe some hormonal teenagers, wasn’t exactly fun, and more so considering that most of them were quite annoying, ready to fight anyone for any stupid thing which occurred. He could compare them to a zoo in a way, but he was only generalizing after all. Mason reached into his bag of chips, stopping in his tracks as he noticed that he’d somehow managed to eat the entire thing without even realizing. He was about to move to throw the small bag away, but soon enough his actions were cut off as he noticed a girl not too far away from him on the side walk.

His steps were slow as he made his way towards her, and once he’d caught up he found himself tapping on her shoulder. “Hey y’all right?” He asked, brows knitted together as he moved to stand in front of her, and the confusion only grew even more. She looked lost, as if something was completely off in that moment and he didn’t know why. “Hey.. Is something wrong?” He wasn’t used to dealing with those kind of situations, but he knew he couldn’t just let a teenager walk around alone. If something happened to her, it’d be his fault.

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brutallyjulie:

She took a deep breath before continuing on, about to leave the gym when the police officer approached her. Mason.. Was that his name? Why was he coming over here? Julie looked up at the man, nodding her head and quickly taking her hand from her bruised, even more so now, arm. “I’m fine.” She said, “There’s nothing going on, I don’t even know that jerk.” The blonde looked over at him, giving him a dirty look. He winked at her, and she rolled her brown eyes in disgust before turning back to Mason. The girl couldn’t help but think about his offer, smirking slightly to herself. Of course, the only person she thought of was her mom – But she couldn’t do that. Though her mother was a living nightmare and ruined a lot of things about her life, it was too soon. With the Lennox’s just being murdered, it would’ve been too much. Julie couldn’t help but take somewhat of an interest in the murder, seeing as she’s thought about committing murder herself. “I don’t think I need that right now,” The girl couldn’t help but to let out a soft chuckle, “I’ll take you up on that if needed in the future.. Thanks.”

“Right.” He breathed, nodding slowly to himself and he tilted his head. He wondered wether she was telling the truth or not, though he’d probably warn the boy later if he caught him alone, considering that he didn’t know just how bad the situation between the blonde and him was. Of course, he might be assuming things wrongly, but it was better to act and prevent anything bad from happening anyway. At least.. That’s what he thought. He’s nodding again, offering her a small smile. “Well if you ever need me to just tell me. I’m going to be around quite a lot from not on anyway, so.. I’m sure you’ll find me easily.” His gaze moves from her back to the group of teenagers actually participating in class, his tongue tracing over his bottom lip as he wondered if he really should be sticking his nose into things that didn’t concern him, but it was something he usually ended up doing anyways. “If you don’t mid me asking.. Why are you not participating?” He questioned, nodding towards her class mates as he let his eyes fall back onto her face. He knew he missed P.E lessons, as much as he sucked at anything related to sports, but it was the only thing he actually enjoyed back when he attended Belmont’s school anyway. “You’re going to regret it when you’re older, y’know? P.E is usually quite fun.” He added. If there were any understandable reason involved he might be most likely able to get her to dodge the class. All it took were a couple of words with the teacher anyway. “But if this whole lesson is really that bad.. I’m sure it would take me a minute to get your teacher to A G R E E to let you leave. You know.. Authority and all.”

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Q. How did you know Charles and Victoria Lennox? “I never knew them personally, but obviously I know who they are. It’s a small town after all.”

Q. Do you have an alibi for the time of the murders? If so, who could confirm it, if asked? “I was back at home, playing league considering that I wasn’t working. You could ask my nan if you really dont believe me.” Q. Do you know anyone in town that you would consider suspicious? If so, who? Why? “Not really no. I honestly would’ve never imagined that any of us would be capable of committing such a crime.”  Q. Would you give consent to a warrantless search of your home, if needed? “Sure, though I’d doubt you’ll need to do that.”

Q. Is there anything we need to know about you as we proceed with this investigation? “Nope.”

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brutallyjulie:

Juliet walked through the halls of Belmont High, arms crossed in attempt to hide her small frame. She had been wearing a black zip up jacket to mask her yellow and purple bruises from last nights events. Today was a day, just like any other, where she had to act all suspicious and typically wear long sleeved clothing– Even if the weather had been warm. Luckily, the temperature outside was only getting colder, so she hadn’t gotten any weird remarks as of recently.

The blonde hoped to make it out of this day going unnoticed, and not bothered. She was upset – Highly upset, and all she wanted was to be alone. Everyone could piss off. The bell rang, signaling it was now fifth period. Only one more until she could go to lunch. This period, though, was gym – Which she absolutely despised. Julie sat out today, making it now her fourth time this month. Her grade was going down in the class, but it was only gym, and she performed well in the rest of her courses. The girl was afraid of being judged or laughed at, let alone even being cared for, which is why she couldn’t do gym. She would have to change in a locker room full of all the girls, her body exposed for them to see.

She sat along the gym wall, watching as everyone played basketball – Not as if she was interested, but she had nothing else to do, and she couldn’t use her phone, or her teacher would confiscate it. Just as she stood up to use the “bathroom”, but not really, a basketball flew towards Julie and hit the side of her arm, right where a bruise had been placed. She hissed, clenching her fists to distract herself from the pain. As the person walked over to retrieve the ball, she snapped, “Would you watch what you’re doing next time?! Were you even trying to make the basket?”

Mason was sitting on the bench, eyes focused on the small screen of his phone as he scrolled through his phone, reading the news about the recent deaths of the lennox. He still couldn’t quite understand why and how anything like that could possibly be going on, but he was sure that he and his team, the police, would eventually find out the guy or girl behind everything going on. Mason’s attention moved to the blonde girl not too far away from him,  brows furrowing as he noticed how someone had ‘accidentally’ hit her with a basketball, and oddly enough it didn’t exactly seem as if they were aiming for the basket at all. He’s getting up, stuffing the pocket into his pants as he made his way over to her. Now the last thing he needed was to actually have two teenagers fighting. He didn’t want to deal with broken noses and drama and all of that, even though he’d been sent to the school to keep an eye on any suspicious kids related to the victim. He’s making his way over to the guy who’d thrown the ball at the blonde, his gaze stuck on the male as he told him off, taking the ball away from the kid, before throwing it back into the basket. He’s making his way towards the blonde now, thumbs hooked into the pockets of his jeans as he looked at her, eyes scanning her figure for a brief moment and his brows furrowed. Wasn’t she supposed to participate in the P.E class? “You okay?” He asked. “Seemed like it hit you quite badly, the ball I mean.” He spoke, voice soft. “Is there something going on between you and the other kid that I should be aware of or..?” Perhaps it would’ve been easier to trust him if he had phrased things differently, but he wasn’t actually thinking about it all too much. “It’s quit easy to scare people off being a cop and all so.. If you need me to threaten anybody I can do that.”

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belmontkiller:

SO, THERE’S A PARTY TONIGHT EH?

IT SURE WOULDN’T BE A PARTY WITHOUT ME.

HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A KILLER TIME!

Actually I’m pretty sure it’ll be a great party without you. Can you stop being such a bloody creep or don’t you have a life?? Seriously, you’re annoying as fuck.

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@eleanoravalerius

Mason didn’t exactly understand how and why he was dressed up at a party, yet then again it was a need that he’d felt. To actually show up and try to stop anyone or anything from trying something. Enough people had died around them, and he didn’t want anyone to end up hurt. Either way his looks didn’t exactly help to that, considering that he was a ‘police officer on duty’, yet he was the one wearing a costume dressed up as the joker instead of wearing his uniform like he should be. In his eyes though he felt as if it’d be better if no one actually recognized him. Though he did have his phone, and his gun with him, just in case he needed to use it. With all the deaths, another murder could happen at any moment and he didn’t want that to be the case. It’s as he kept on walking in which he spotted a familiar figure. Maybe asking if she’d seen something strange would be a good idea, besides she’d expressed her opinion on everything going on last time he had seen her. “Hey.” He waved, nodding slowly before he let his gaze drop to the ground for a split second, only to look back up at her again. “You didn’t see anything weird, right?”

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adsxpickens:

Addy brushed a curl from her face and glanced around the crowded gymnasium. A Halloween party seemed like a terrible idea, and it felt weird being at something last year Addy would’ve gone to. But she didn’t want to be the only kid at home on Halloween when there was a killer loose in Belmont. Nate asking her to go with him hadn’t hurt either – purely platonic of course. Whatever the reason she decided to actually show up tonight, she had to admit that wearing a costume wasn’t ever not going to be fun. Pretending to be someone else, it was one of the best feelings in the world when you wanted to anyone but yourself. 

Of course, hazard of dressing up and going to a dance in a crowded gym was people ramming into you and potentially staining your Padme costume you’d spent a month working on. “It’s fine. No broken bones, no foul.” She smoothed down the material of her dress and smiled when she glanced up, “Or maybe I should make an exception for repeat offenders.” Addy smiled again and glanced down at her skirt, placing her hands on her hips and twirling around in a small circle. “Thanks, Mistah’ J. You look good too, you know, for a psychopath,” she teased, tucked her hair behind her ear. “Fun is a relative term.” 

"Maybe you should, but I'd rather for that not to happen. You've probably noticed, I'm quite clumsy." He told her. Mason had always been clumsy, in mostly everything he'd done throughout his life, and that mixed up with him being quite messy and unorganized. It wasn't as if it bothered him though. His gaze is on her as she twirled around in a small circle, gaze locking with hers once she was facing again. "Well, I tried to make myself look like a nutter, so... It seems like it worked.. So.. Thanks pumpkin pie." He said, a breathy laugh leaving his lips as he attempted to fake the joker’s voice. Biting his lip the male nodded slowly, his brows furrowing briefly in confusion. He didn’t exactly get how it was a relative term, considering where they were. Mostly everyone around them was having fun, and sure he hadn’t shown up to have fun, more like shown up to make sure nothing happened, but still. Either way it was a halloween party, something that only happened once a year, and he knew how it was like to be a teenager. “Okay..” He breathed, and shook his head, the corners of his lips twitching as he thought of something before he spoke. “I guess I’ll have to become your personal form of entertainment then.” Even if it sounded as if he was just teasing, he was completely serious about it. Perhaps she had to take her mind off of everything going on in town, just like he did, but of course.. He wouldn’t admit that to himself. “I’m totally serious.”

Running his hand through his head, the male found himself nodding towards the drinks stand. “I was actually on my way to get myself a cup of the good ol’ punch. So we could head over there if you want. I mean.. I wouldn’t be surprised if the drinks are spiked, but still. I live for punch.” He admitted. Mason held his hand out for her to take, head tilting to the side. “So, it’s up to you, we’ll do whatever you want.”

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Mason didn’t entirely understand what he was doing at the party all costumed up in the Joker’s suit, somehow trying to rock the green hair and excessive amount of cheap makeup, while he knew that shit would eventually go down at any moment. The only reason he’d decided to show up was to try and keep an eye out just in case, anyone were to try something. He wondered who the hell decided that it would be a good idea to throw a party when people were dying, it wasn’t something he was exactly fond of. It’s as he made his way over to the drinks stand in which he bumped into someone per accident, something he hadn’t meant to do in the first place. “Shit I’m- Sorry I-” He began, a chuckle parting his lips, and soon enough he realized who she was and his lips curved into a smile almost instantly. “Hey.. I’m sorry about that.” He breathed, his hand moving up, fingers running through his green hair briefly. “I didn’t mean to.. Y’know, bump into you like that, again.” He told her, a small laugh escaping him. Hopefully he didn’t look like an idiot dressed like that, he’d attempted at making himself look decent in the costume, but the make up and green hair just looked messy. It’s then in which he let himself take in her appearance for a moment, teeth sinking into his bottom lip for a second before he spoke. “You look good.” He said, thumb hooking into the pocket of his trousers, before he pointed at himself. “Can’t say the same about this though.” He was clearly joking, but he didn’t feel confident looking the way he did. He wasn’t even sure if the Joker look suited him or not, nevertheless he wanted to go unnoticed. “So.. Having fun?”

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And I know that you think it’s just a fantasy,

But since your dad walked out, your mom could use a guy like me.

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irisnotwest:

“You know what’s the worst part about this?” Iris asked, looking up at the dark haired man. “Those polls. Just like you said, they actually follow through. With some exceptions.” she added, thinking of Kenzi. She wasn’t apart of any of the polls, but she was dead anyways. Same with Laurel. And Mr. Oberlin. Although she was grateful Atty came out alive, even if she was the one who one that poll. “And I know some people are still skeptical.” she mused, shaking her head slowly. “Which baffles me because, what, eight people have lost their lives now.” Iris felt her blood boil at this point, wishing there was more she could do than just be a bystander. This killer has caused so much unnecessary pain, and they were still out there. Who knows what they had planned. “Thank you.. for doing everything you can.” she flashed him a small smile. “It means a lot, knowing you’re working on getting justice for everyone. Like, I know it’s your job, but sometimes police officers don’t care and you seem to, so - thank you.” Iris scratched the back of her neck, her eyes more focused on her shoes. She was aware of how lame she sounded, but she felt it was something he needed to here. Well, not needed, but it’s always nice to be thanked. 

“Yeah I know..” He breathed and shook his head, teeth tugging at his bottom lip harshly. He hated thinking about how this was all just some stupid game for whoever was killing all of these people. “But you know what’s worse? The fact that anyone would actually vote for whoever goes down next. It’s disgusting.” There were no other words to actually describe how sick the entire situation actually was. He had enough with trying to figure out who this hiding psychopath was, he didn’t need to go around hunting everyone who’s voting on that poll as well. “We’ve got no evidence about this but, there clearly is a possibility of this being two people. It seems impossible for anyone to be doing this all alone in my opinion, but who knows. Maybe it’s some sick genius.” Whenever he talked about the killer the anger he felt was more than obvious, something which was clearly understandable. There was no way in which he would stop looking for whoever this was, he just couldn’t. Her next words were ones which made him calm down slightly, the corners of his lips twitching up slightly as he slowly shook his head. “Look you- You don’t have to thank me.” He told her. “Like.. I feel as if this is what I have to do, and if no one tries then I don’t know how the hell we’re going to catch this idiot.” He spoke and looked down, a small grin on his features before he looked up again. “But thank you. It does mean a lot that you say that.” It was clear to see in his face that her words did mean a lot to him. No one had exactly thanked him for what he was doing, but it felt good. Almost rewarding for all the effort he was putting into investigating. “We’ll catch him or her like I said.”

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gtgbrielle:

“I’m not lying I promise.” Brielle was quick to reassure the male. “She did? That was sweet of her.” The female laughed a little bit along with Mason. She moved to close the door behind him when she stepped foot into her house. It was a little early but the sun would be rising soon. “Thank you,” She replied with a soft smile watching as her daughter peaked out and smiled shyly at the male. “She was asleep before I called you. I woke her when I got nervous but I am going to put her back down to sleep because she needs some more.” Brielle said with a soft nod.

“Let’s hope not.” He spoke, a small chuckle parting his lips before he continued. “Yeah.. A bit embarrassing though.” As much as he loved his gran, he wasn’t particularly fond of her taste when it came to anything related to clothing, but he wouldn’t exactly admit that. He wouldn’t say he despised, something which he’d gotten for his birthday last year, even if it was a pair of pajamas. “No problem.” He spoke, a grin on his face as he looked around himself once more, his eyes drifting to one place to the other before they finally landed on her. Nodding softly, the male buried his hands into the pockets of his jacket. “Yeah I think you should, she looks quite tired not gonna lie.” He didn’t want to know how he himself looked, considering that he’d spent most nights up either playing that stupid video game to take his mind off of everything or trying to figure out who the killer was. “I’m sorry about the whole sleep being ruined, but hey, y’both are all right so that’s good.” He found himself saying, a grin on his lips.

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adsxpickens:

Addy smiled slightly and slid her thumbs into her belt loops. She wouldn’t call him. Not in a million years. It had absolutely nothing to do with Mason; Addy just wasn’t the type of person that called people. When she got sad she swallowed it down where no one, including herself could see it. It wasn’t healthy, and she wasn’t bragging by any means, but it worked for her. Or at least, it was comfortable. Addy also wasn’t the type of person who strayed from her emotional comfort zone. It was depressing really, that a guy like Mason was wasting his time on a girl like her. The corner of her mouth tugged into a soft, almost sad smile, “Well, I’ve got your number. 911, right?” 

“Dangerous words,” she said as she tucked her hair behind her ears. Addy smiled slightly and folded her arms across her chest, leaning onto her right foot as she nudged him with her shoulder. The cold was starting to prickle her skin, and pizza was starting to sound really good. Or maybe just anything that was just inside and out of the rain. “If there is a god, you’re not exactly securing you place behind St. Peter’s Gates.” Addy pulled the ponytail off of her wrist and tied her hair into a knot on top of her head. It was nice to get the wet hair off of her neck, but now she was somehow more aware of the cold. “I mean, you’re playing League, optimism is impossible; it’s just depressing as shit that you’re playing League.” Nodding her head, she started walking towards the crosswalk, “Yeah, there’s one by the high school. Hope you’re still cool with the walking thing.” 

It’s as she said 911 in which his lips parted, realizing that he had in fact not given her his number yet. “I’m an idiot I’m sorry.” He breathed, laughing softly as he shook his head and quickly he found himself reaching into his pocket for his mobile. “All right just.. Type your number in or something. I’ll text you so you get mine.” He said, handing her his phone after he unlocked it. “Wether you’ve got an emergency or just want to hang out, I can tell you it’s easier to reach me through my number. I’ll be a lot faster.” He finally said. If she were to call Mason knew he’d instantly pick up, no matter what the reasons were. If he were honest with himself he knew that he’d be happy not only by helping her but by knowing that she wanted to hang out with him too. If she’d be able to read his thoughts, she’d instantly be able to tell that in his opinion, he really wasn’t waiting his time and deep down he hoped that she didn’t feel as if she was waisting hers.

“Dangerous?” He asked chuckling softly, his arm brushing against hers briefly as he nudged her back gently. It’s as she went on about God and heaven in which he shrugged, his gaze falling to the pavement briefly. He’d never been the guy to believe in any kind of mystical force. If there was a god out there, he knew he wouldn’t have let all the things which had occurred until now happen. “Well.. I’ve never thought I belonged past those gates anyway, I honestly don’t really care though. Besides.. I’m sure that hell is just as fun.” He told her, thumbs hooked into his pockets, a goofy grin adorning his features. Again he might’ve been too open with her, but at this point he wasn’t even realizing it. She knew the worst part, something which he probably would’ve never told her about, and even though he did it knowing that he’d be forced to, he didn’t exactly regret it. In fact he was glad he’d told her. He felt.. Relieved. “Yeah.. But I still have to get you to install that game and play a match with me sometimes. I won’t quit until that happens.” He said, brown orbs catching hers. He felt as if he’d be a good gaming partner, and even though he wasn’t even sure if she’d tried the moba game or not, the idea of possibly playing with her in the future sounded quite fun. At her words the male shook his head once again, legs moving as he walked next to her. “I am.” He told her, nodding slowly. "I mean, as much as I'm not a fan of the rain getting some pizza will be so worth it." He finally said, yet it wasn't the entire truth. Mason knew that wether it was raining or not and no matter what they would be getting he’d most likely end up going anyway. It was mainly because he'd be spending with her something he did enjoy, even if he didn’t say it out loud. 

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