Mason heaves a put upon sigh, but waits through the bow with a small smirk. "Don't tease me, or I'll have you executed." He doesn't try to duck Flint's fussing, because Flint has been doing it for as long as Mason can remember. It just seems natural. "Maybe, but Neal did." Mason is absolutely sure of it. "Are you glad the Chambers ticket won?"
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Mason & Flint
Date: 2019-04-28 03:15 am (UTC)