Mason Waters - Slave.

Uhm, what do you mean? {quirks a brow} AH! Beast, mate. Where are you from then? {nudges him gently with his knee} I just saw you sitting over here, honestly, looking all adorable and such, and well, I decided that you were worth talking to! If you’re wondering, yes, I do that a lot. Turns out I was right, again, no surprise there really. Nice to meet you too.

N-Nothing.. [he sighed, getting overwhelmed by the other male] I, uh, originally M-Michigan. Most r-recently though I was in Thailand f-for a little while. Now I l-live with my friend here. [he shrugged] What about y-you? [he blushed and looked down with a smile] Adorable? I h-haven't had someone c-call me that in years.. 

You're Safe From the Weight of the World | Mason & Diego

"If speech therapy is what you want to do then yeah, sure." He said with a shrug, smiling down at Mason. Diego bit his lip softly for a moment, trying to think of the best way to word how Mason going to college would be beneficial. "Think of it…. like an investment, yeah?" he started, "if you don’t get a degree and you just live here for the rest of your life like you’re saying," he said, slightly teasing, "then what do I get out of it?" 

"I r-really would like speech therapy. P-People pick on m-me because of m-my stutter and single m-me out as weak. It's n-not exactly b-beneficial." He sighed, biting his lip softly as he looked up at Diego. "I suppose y-you don't get anything out of it except f-for my lovely c-company." He chuckled. "Okay, I'll g-get my degree and a g-good job. At least I c-can help you out with things around h-here money wise and pay for m-myself and stuff then."

Saving Me || Mason & Diego

"You agreed on that, I doubt I would." He chuckled lightly, loosening his grip on Mason. Diego doubted that the boys idea of fun was being squeezed to death constantly. "Maybe we should just agree it was nobody’s fault. I mean… can we really move forward if we constantly focus on the past?" He asked, wanting the best for both of them. Maybe it was for the best if they just pretended to forget about what had happened. Wouldn’t the best way to move on be to put the past behind them?

"Okay.. It w-was nobody's fault." He smiled softly. "You're r-right. Let's f-forget all about the p-past and focus on the p-present and the future." He nodded. He knew that if they kept thinking of the past and casa and Thailand that they wouldn't get past anything and they needed to do that. They needed to forget all about it. Mason especially.

Nah, I’m only codding ya’, man. {he sits in place, not really noticing the others discomfort.} I’m jus’ new ‘ere. By that I mean… well, I’m from Ireland. {he grinned, shifting to hold his other hand out for the other to shake}

[He furrows his brow slightly] What d-does that m-mean? Oh.. W-Well I'm kind of n-new here t-too. [he hesitantly shakes the others hand, biting his lip softly] It's a p-p-pleasure to m-meet you.

Uh, well… {Matt tilted his head, looking away for a moment with a shrug} I gotta’ lot of problems, man, and a bitch is one. What’s your name, cutie-pie? Mind if I call you that, no? Cool beans. {His eyes flashed before he sat down right next to the other male, personal space being no option, his arm resting behind the others shoulders. He was shameless.} I’m Matt. Thanks for not askin’.

I--.. Uh, okay. [he bit his lip and shuffled uncomfortably as the other male invaded his personal space] Oh, sorry.. I'm M-Ma-Mason. [Mason tried to subtly edge away from the other, he'd learned not to trust people so easily] I'm sorry f-for being r-rude. [He mumbled]