Thread: Easton & Mason Who: Mason Evans and Easton Price. When: May 10. Afternoon. Where: School. Hallway. Who knows. What: Random run in. Conversation. Again, who knows! :D
Mason was sitting in the hallway of the boys' dorms and talking to an angry ferret. It was just him and Loki at the moment. Stripes the ring-tailed lemur was still in his room, in a snit. The fuzzy creatures had chewed a hole in the bottom covering of the box spring mattress and then had wiggled his way up to crouch among the springs and slats of wood, refusing to come out.
Loki was also in a snit, blaming the lemur for a fight which seemed to have had no reason for starting. Which was fairly typical.
"Maybe if you'd apologize, dude," Mason suggested, talking to the ferret exactly the same as he would talk to any person. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, back against the wall. Wearing a pair of baggy kakhi cargo shorts and an orange Hawaiian shirt that was blinding, and messy hair and socks and sandles. A beanie hat was pulled down over his head.
"Well he's thinking the same thing," he continued after a chittering noise from Loki. And then the ferret bit his wrist chidingly. Mason snorted laughter and rolled his eyes. "Dude, don't blame me, I didn't start this."