Los Angeles Jail. That was the last place Mason expected to visit today, now with $500 in his wallet found himself at the doors. After the affairs were done he stood in the lobby arms crossed waiting for Sienna to be processed. Mason wasn’t mad, no just disappointed. His mind had flooded with questions, all pertaining to what led to the escalation of her ending up in jail. Wanting to clear his mind from the fog of questions Mason went on his phone becoming consumed with his copious distractions until footsteps stole his attention. Looking up he laid eyes on the brunette, “Well you look terrible.” He said flatly.
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