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"You're lying, I can tell."
"You're lying, I can tell."
"I'm not lyingg- I'm f I n E-" He huffed, looking toward him, laughing-
"No, you're not fine." he said firmly. He got up and grabbed the bandages he previously removed from his chest, throwing them in the trash.
Mason growled. "I amMMMMMmmMMM–"
He walked towards Mason, lifting his chin so he was looking up at him. "You're. Not. Fine." he snarled.
Mason grinned in response. "I. Am. Fine." He huffed.
Connor sighed and let go of Mason, shaking his head and walking back to the couch. "I have no chance of getting through to you, huh?" he asked. He then sat down and removed the prosthetic leg again, trying to decide whether he wanted it on or off.
Mason shrugged. "I have nO fucking cLue-" He slurred, hanging upside down. You couldn't really tell that he was high- for some reason- he could h i d e it, but you could tell he was drunk from the scent of his breath-
Connor sighed, laying back down. He went completely silent, staring at his nub-for-a-leg again.
Mason kicked his legs back and fourth. "Are you good..?" He asked, a bit worriedly- He was acting kinda like a toddler.
Connor didn't reply. He raised up his leg-stub, then put his hand on top of it.
Mason whined a bit, before walking toward him, and poked his nose. "Boop-"
Connor sighed again, then looked over at Mason. "Ughhh… What do you want?"
"I wanna know whats wrong." He huffed.
"There's nothing wrong." he said, but was clearly lying. He has a bad habit of looking to the right when he lies.
Mason leaned his head to the side. "Liar… Tell me!" He huffed. "And I'll tell you whats wrongg with mee…" He slurred by accident-
"I already know what's wrong with you, so no." he huffed.
"No- tell me! I'll tell you what happened earlier." He said, as he rubbed his eyes.
"Fiiine… I'm just… concerned about something. Not gonna say more than that, though." he replied.
"About what?" He layed his head on his lap, his sleeves covering his hands.
"Something…personal." he mumbled.
"Well- I'm your bestfriend- and boyfriend- I hope-"
"It's… it's this." he said, pulling out his phone and scrolling through his texts, showing Mason a recent text from the ex who punched the void in his chest. The message said: A little birdie told me you found someone new. I'm gonna drop by and, you know, say "hi", but typed out in Japanese. Connor understood it perfectly.
Mason paused, before everything wore off quickly, and he snapped back to reality. He smirked. "Let em' say hi." He said, getting up. "A polite convorsastion wouldn't hurt, right?" He asked, grinning a bit- darkly.
"I- Don't hurt her. She may have hurt me, sure, but… Just let me talk to her." he said, a shaky tone in his voice.
Mason sighed, giving him the resting b i t c h face. "Darling, I won't hurt her. If she makes the first move, I'll dodge. Second, if she hurts me… or you… I will break her. " He smirked a bit. "It'll be her fault, after all love."
"O..kay…then-" he said. Suddenly, there was a bang on the door. "cRap she got here quick-"
(Mason is a dArK bOi-)
Mason smirked a bit, as he opened the door. "Hello." He said, his voice monotone.
The tall female stood there. She was some sort of nekomimi hybrid thingy, and she looked down at Mason, her tail swaying slowly. Connor laughed nervously, walking up to the door and standing behind Mason.
Mason tilted his head. "Hm… How are you?" He asked, his voice a bit darker- But he shook it off. His eyes were a odd shade of light grey, and his smile revealed all his pointed teeth.
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