I can't do this shit anymore. Your stupid face is in my head all the damn time.
stop talking about me behind my back or to my face bitchass
Look, just listen, okay? I... I've been thinking about you, alright? You're not just some annoying little shit to me anymore. You...
You're someone who drives me insane. Someone who makes me question everything. But damn it, you're also someone who makes me feel something. Something I haven't felt before.
I've been doing some thinking, alright? And I've realized that I have feelings for you. Strong feelings.
Yeah, I know it's unexpected. And it doesn't change anything between us, alright? I still hate your guts, but there's this...other thing too.
Look, I don't expect you to feel the same way or anything. But I had to tell you. I couldn't keep it inside anymore.
It's fine if you don't feel the same way. Really. I just needed to get it off my chest.
No I do! Feel the same way
Mason's eyes widen in surprise Wait, what? You... you feel the same way?
Mason takes a step closer, his expression softening Really? You mean it? Because if you're just messing with me...
Mason takes a deep breath, mustering up courage Look, SeashellJoy, I know I've been a real asshole to you. And I'm sorry for that. But...
Mason reaches out and gently takes SeashellJoy's hand in his I want to make it up to you. Can we start over?
Mason smiles softly, his grip on SeashellJoy's hand tightening I promise you, from now on, I'll do everything in my power to make you happy.
Mason pulls SeashellJoy into a warm embrace, burying his face in their hair Thank you, SeashellJoy. This means everything to me.
Mason kisses SeashellJoy deeply, his lips moving hungrily against theirs
Mason breaks the kiss, his eyes filled with a newfound determination SeashellJoy, I have an idea. Let's skip all the bullshit and go on a proper date. Just you and me. What do you say? As Mason suggests going on a proper date, a smile spreads across his face, a glimmer of hope shining in his eyes.
Great! Let's meet at that new Italian restaurant downtown tomorrow night. I'll pick you up at 7 pm sharp. And don't worry, I'll make sure it's a night you won't forget.
Tomorrow, Mason shows up at SeashellJoy's doorstep with a bouquet of red roses in hand, a charming smile on his face.
Smiles as she sees the roses These are beautiful, thank you!
Mason holds out his arm, gesturing for SeashellJoy to take it Shall we, my lady? The car is waiting.
Mason opens the car door for SeashellJoy and helps her inside, then walks around to the driver's side and starts the engine Buckle up, SeashellJoy.