SONG/OPEN - MASON | 10:30PM
There were few things quite as entertaining and enticing than flirtation. Good or bad, it could get the heart racing and make you feel as if you were the most powerful thing on earth. Especially coming from a man as attractive and sought after as Mason Brockhurst.
There were a girls on campus who had a lot of not-so-nice things to say about Song, but the Phoenix paid them little mind. She was who she was and she enjoyed what she enjoyed. She made no excuses, nor did she do the things she did out of some horrible childhood or other psychological issue. Most of them thought she slept around, but she was very selective about whom she actually went to bed with. Kissing and heavy petting were another matter entirely and she quite enjoyed experiencing that with any number of young men.
As Mason declared that ‘he’ had been a fool, Song couldn’t help but smile. It was good to hear his genuine regret. “A fool indeed,” she agreed. Song took little time in taking his hand with one of her own, while the other reached out to brush across his exposed cheek, “I am sure he can think of any number of ways to make it up to me, but I think I shall punish him a bit more by requesting a dance first.”