she’s fumbling with the sleeves of the sweater she’s wearing, sitting on a couch in a decently sized living room. she feels a bit out of place, but cassie had all but dragged her here. “cass, i don’t know, i feel kinda weird about this. i think i’m just gonna go,” she mutters, going to stand, but before she can, cassie has a hand on her shoulder.
and she’s just absolutely positive that mason’s going to pick up an interest in bentley. her and cassie have very similar personalities, and besides, bentley’s kind of gorgeous. “oh, stop your fussing. he’s going to like you, i promise.” she says smiling when she hears the keys in the front door. “too late, anyway, he’s home,” she says before she walks towards the opening door, giving the entering male a grin. “hi, daddy!”
