Are you calling me a liar?

I'm Mason Anderson. Yes the actual author. “I discovered that what most people call creepy, scary, and spooky, I call comfy, cozy, and home.” - Zak Bagans

[jasminexlyon]

“So that means you think I’m easy. I get it, no worries. I see where I stand,” she jokes, folding her arms and turning away from the male.

[mason-the-writer]

“It means i know how to get you to come with me.” Mason laughs.

[jasminexlyon]

“Aw. Biggest turn on for me? When guys openly admit they use me to seem less awkward and boring in social situations,” Alice teases with a smirk.

[mason-the-writer]

”Hey you’re the first person I decided to ask. Feel flattered.” He laughs.

[jasminexlyon]

“So scared.”

[mason-the-writer]

Mason laughs. “But thanks for going with me again to one of these things. I hate showing up alone. Everyone has a date and it gets all awkward.”

[jasminexlyon]

“Never been on one.”

[mason-the-writer]

“Well now you are.”

[jasminexlyon]

“Are you kidding? I don’t even care if you’re there. There’s food, Mason. And it’s free.”

[mason-the-writer]

“So It takes place on a train, you don’t get travel sick do you?”

[mason-the-writer]

“Hey, So I got a question for you. Would you again mind coming with me to another one of my friends weddings? There will be free food again.” Mason smiles at his friend.

[mason-the-writer]

To Mister Mason:

You’re inivited to the wedding of Miss Nicolette Cariver and Dr. Watson Masters at 5 PM on October 19th.

Please RVSP We hope you can make it on such short notice. 

Mason looks down at the invite and smiles.

Nicolette and Watson, I would be honored and delighted to attend your wedding. Congratulations.

Mason

[persephone-johanson]

“Percy?” Mason says confused as he opens the door. “Come in. Whats wrong?”

She just hands him the threatening letter from her farther. 

[mason-the-writer]

Mason takes it, reading it. “When did you get this?” He says, pulling her in and bringing her to the living room.

[persephone-johanson]

“O-Over the past few w-w-weeks.” She says staying close to him.

[mason-the-writer]

Mason pulls her tightly into a hug. “I won’t let him hurt you okay?”

[persephone-johanson]

She hugs him back hiding her face in his chest. “I-I’m scared. I c-can’t sleep. I’m a-a-afraid to d-d-d-do anythjnf.:

[mason-the-writer]

“Sleep here. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

[persephone-johanson]

“Percy?” Mason says confused as he opens the door. “Come in. Whats wrong?”

She just hands him the threatening letter from her farther. 

[mason-the-writer]

Mason takes it, reading it. “When did you get this?” He says, pulling her in and bringing her to the living room.

[persephone-johanson]

“O-Over the past few w-w-weeks.” She says staying close to him.

[mason-the-writer]

Mason pulls her tightly into a hug. “I won’t let him hurt you okay?”

[persephone-johanson]

“Percy?” Mason says confused as he opens the door. “Come in. Whats wrong?”

She just hands him the threatening letter from her farther. 

[mason-the-writer]

Mason takes it, reading it. "When did you get this?" He says, pulling her in and bringing her to the living room.

[persephone-johanson]

Seffie gently tapped on Masons door holding her two ducks and a teddy bear. Her clothes and hair a mess, clearly shaken by something. “D-Dad.”

[mason-the-writer]

"Percy?" Mason says confused as he opens the door. "Come in. Whats wrong?"

[killingdavidturner]

“Words, it’s nothing like reality mate.”

[mason-the-writer]

“There’s truth in that.”

[lovesick-maniac-sick-bitch-deac]

[Chuckles] What’s your point?

[mason-the-writer]

It’s funny.

[lovesick-maniac-sick-bitch-deac]

[Smirks] Well, of course it is.

[mason-the-writer]

And I’m told I have an ego.

[lovesick-maniac-sick-bitch-deac]

Well, I’m Leda.

[mason-the-writer]

Nice to meet you leda.”

[lovesick-maniac-sick-bitch-deac]

Well it’s lovely to meet you, Mason. Or re-meet you. I can’t really remember, to be honest.

[mason-the-writer]

Neither do I. I meet alot of people.

[lovesick-maniac-sick-bitch-deac]

Exactly. That’s why I asked you. Do you really think I’d strain myself over your name?

[mason-the-writer]

Maybe. I’ve seen it before.