Mason ambles down the hallway, a towel wrapped around his upper body, still mostly wet and in his bathing suit. "Uh... guys, I'm sure we can sort this mistake out. Do you like karaoke? We've got nachos a soda fountain in the rec room. Can we just talk about this?" Mason looks around, but with particular focus each time his gaze falls on Jordie.
Two blinks and a tilt of his chin up. Brother-code.
Ready to bolt on your signal.
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