where: ren faire who: mason greene (@endlessreruns)
Conrad walked beside Mason, not saying anything just yet. He'd done his best to be home before dark lately, stumbling back with a bottle in hand usually, only to pass out on the floor or the couch. He always woke up feeling guilty, apologizing to Mason and promising to do better before the cycle repeated itself. He didn't know how to stop. It was the only time his brain stopped worrying.
“It's nice here . . . you look nice,” he offered after a moment to his brother.









