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DEMIRAS HANDS WERE AWKWARDLY PLACED IN between her lap. she sat straight up on masons bed while she waited for him to exit the bathroom. this past week had just been so hectic, she completely forgot about mason. this situationship was a whole other can of worms.
"so we can listen to music, smoke, watch netflix..?" mason crawled on the bed, leaning against the head bored, while demira (still) awkwardly sat at the foot of the bed.
"umm, it doesn't really matter to me??" she said it as if it were a question, which confused mason, but he shrugged it off nonetheless.
"and why are you all the way over there, get up here silly" mason did his best to make her atmosphere more casual.
"mason.. we cant do this.. i'm done"
demira thought about alot of things. she had alot of respect for mason. but she also had alot of respect for herself. with all these rumors going around, she couldn't just be masons toy for him to use at his own disposal.
did it hurt? of course.
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lena! speaks.. this story line is all over the place but i promise it's going somewhere
