beatrice is a mary

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15 years old - Mason's house

* whistling *

* walks in, carrying groceries *

mason's mum: hey beatrice

beatrice: oh hey, do you want some help with those?

mason's mum: you can help me by taking your feet off of my table

beatrice: yes ma'am

mason's mum: so... do you like any boys? ooh

beatrice: ughhh no

mason's mum: are you sure?

beatrice: jesus christ

mason's mum: i heard he was cute

* groans *

mason's mum: okay okay i'll stop

beatrice: thank you

mason's mum (whispers): how about mason, does he have a girlfriend right now? has he had his first kiss yet?

* laughs *

mason's mum: why are you laughing? that laugh is scary beatrice, why are you laughing?

beatrice: no reason

mason's mum: he's had his first kiss hasn't he, i didn't even know

* laughs more *

mason's mum: TELL ME

- later -

beatrice: hey, your mum thought you hadn't had your first kiss before

mason: what? why were you talking to my mum about me.. and kissing

beatrice: hey, don't look at me she brought it up

mason: that's so weird, everybody would've had their first kiss at around our age

* silence *

mason: beatrice?

beatrice: don't judge me

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