#mason|interaction.

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @musebyanyothername​ featuring mason, diana and derrick.

it had been about midday when mason received a call telling him he hadn’t booked the job he’d auditioned for the week prior. it shouldn’t have bothered him as much as it did, the ‘no’s always seemed to outweigh the ‘yes’s however today it had tipped him over the edge. he ended up cracking open a beer for his lunch, which turned into a whisky only a few hours later. he wasn’t exactly falling on the floor drunk but he was tipsier than what was probably acceptable at 5pm on a weekday. enough so that he ended up falling asleep on the couch, waking with a start when he heard the tv switch off. apparently he had some company. “shit   —  what time is it?” he grumbled, pulling a pillow from behind his back to press his face into. 

[lilacwiinearchive]

a closed starter for @sugaried​ featuring mason.

photos spanning across years and years all with the same face in them were strewn across his desk, while he sat behind it with his arms crossed over his chest trying to keep his cool. it was unsettling for mason, to say the least. he’d been doing this secret research project for weeks now and it was finally time to confront the subject of it. “well?” he prompted, “what do you have to say for yourself? spare me the it’s a coincidence bullshit.” was he really in any position to be speaking so confidently? likely no, he thought.