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(;-; wow-)
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(;-; wow-)
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(XD-) Mason snorted. "H-hAh-" He laughed, falling down with a yelp as he hit the ground, now shouting at it.
(Everyone who''s reading this right now: God damn- Masons a crackhead- I don't get how Connor could deal with this.-)
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(XD Poor Connor-)
Mason huffed, sticking his tounge out as he plopped back on Connor, whining. "The floors mean."
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Mason then- suddenly was silent. He was a bit upset.
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Mason remained silent-
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Mason hid his face in Connor's neck, whining.
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Mason took stready breaths, wrapping his legs around Connor's waist- like a koala.
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Mason- of course being the crackhead he was- actually kissed his neck softly, comfortable.
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Mason continued of what he was doing, a bit flustered but shook it off-
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(XDD-)
Mason sighed, pulling away before sitting up with a huff, and he glared at him-
"Hello-?"
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"Why are you staring at the ceiling?" He asked, sitting on his lap and looking down toward him.
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Mason paused, before having the u r g e - to kiss teh sir- so just bit his own lower lip- blushing with embarrassment.
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Mason huffed, before pulling his eyepatch out of the couch. "You looking for this?" He asked, snickering.
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Mason huffed. "WoW- You really are no fun sometimes." He muttered, rolling over to where his back was touching his, and his legs were ontop of the other sirs- while he realized how short he was compared to him. "Goddamn-"
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Mason sighed, rolling over- aGAin- and kept it to where he was practically using Connor as a pillow. "SpEaK-"