Would it be surprising to hear that Mason’s life was getting a little exhausting? Don’t get him wrong, it had always been exhausting. Four years of his life had been dedicated to getting to this point - and in retrospect, he had been doing well. After all, he was crowned prom king with his beautiful girlfriend by his side. Things were exactly as they should be. But exhausting? Yes, no matter what was happening - that much was true. Walking into the empty house that he had made his home for the last few years, Mason collapsed against the door - letting out a deep sigh as he heard his phone ring.
“Hello? Hey Jess, what’s up? No, I’m good, I’m alone.” Mason responded to the call from his sister. “Babysit? Jess… no I know… yeah… yeah it’s fine I can watch them… I know Jez needs you… yeah, I’ll be over in a few hours… yes… fine I’ll bring food… you don’t need to tell me, I’ve had your order memorized since I was five.” With that, Mason hung up the phone - getting up from the floor with every intention of taking a nap… until, of course, he found his front door opening and Sienna marching in.
“You know, Sienna. Me giving you a key to my house was for show. It doesn’t actually mean you can walk into my house whenever you feel like it right?” Mason stated dryly as he walked to his kitchen to pour a drink of water. This wasn’t the first time the girl had done this, it wouldn’t be the last. After all, as far as the fake relationship goes - the two had gotten comfortable around one another.
“Since you’re here though, why the hell are my teammates spreading around more pregnancy roomers about you? Please tell me you didn’t fck one of my teammates. I’m already covering for you and the fcking coach, we don’t need more holes in our story when we’re literally this fcking close to winning blue royalty.”