mason hewitt: *continuously reaches out to his odd-acting bff while still respecting his privacy/secrets*

mason hewitt: “I’m not asking because I want to know. I’m asking because I want to help.”

mason hewitt: *shuts down the bonfire’s music just because scott said he had to*

mason hewitt: *goes after a giant bone-armored monster thing with a wooden baseball bat to help his friends*

mason hewitt: *extensively researches bone-armored monster things for 6 months straight*

mason hewitt: *probably accidentally bought some sort of berserker bestiary*

mason hewitt: *finds out his best friend is a werewolf, is SUPER FUCKING PSYCHED*

It’s Not A Side Effect Of The Cocaine, My Will Always Be the B-Side Of My Tongue. (2/5)

Why can you read me like no one else?

I hide behind these words but I’m coming out