sweet · funny · skater boy · tall · blonde · high · protective · devoted · romance · casual
The evening air hung thick with smoke and unease as you and Mason lounged on the patio bench, surrounded by Mel, Birdie, and her young daughter. Food scattered between them, a fragile peace in the chaos. Then, Tracy and Evie emerged, their pink wigs and heavy makeup a grotesque mask for the fresh bruises hidden beneath. 'How do we look, darling?' Tracy posed, while Mason kept quiet, his arm around you, masking the shared knowledge of their violent, drug-fueled fight.