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Tori POV

Both Mason and I gathered our towels and shoes and headed back to the hotel. Today was one of the best days I have had ever had and I can only thank Mason for the adventure of today. Seeing him smile genuinely has made my day and has also allowed me to smile and laugh as well. I ask him "do you want watch a movie when we get back? Also thank you for such an amazing day." I smile and interlock my arm with his because the dark leaves a cold chill behind it and the crisp waves grow silent as we keep walking into the lights of the city. "Yeah, what do you want to watch? I say terminator, and your the one that made this day so truly amazing." The one thought I think is "really" is he serious I don't plan on watching terminator that is not my type of movie and I let him know how I really feel "No way are we watching that God awful movie even if Arnold Swazernagger is in it. How about Dear John?" I suggest this movie for two reasons one being I absolutely love this amazing movie and second being I wanted to see his face twist around and pout because I know how much he hates romantic movies, but in any case im the majority rules no matter what. I look at Mason and I see the care free smile that gets me through all my tough days. We enter the doors the beautiful 13 story hotel, when Mason offered to pay I didn't know it would be some five star hotel and had no idea how he could afford such a place. I look over to my right at the starbucks shop next to the waterfall and stop in my tracks and tell Mason " i'm going to get a Frapachino, would you like one?" He smirks because he knows my addiction to starbucks and he says "no im okay I have a red bull in the room, ill meet you up there." we both walk our seperate ways and I step behind a tall gentleman and decide I want the frankinstein frappichino I feel so gleeful I also pay for the person behind me. I walk over to the elevator and push the six button and wait for the cold steel doors to open allowing me to enter and just as the door is about to close a hand and foot stops it from closing completely and as I see the face of whose behind it my eyes widen with suprise and also tenses

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