He Saved Me
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'Whats that from?' Mason says lifting up my sleeve a little more to reveal the obvious bruise.
Shįt I forgot about that one, 'I bumped into my counter last night. You know me, clumsy'.
Mason looks at me knowingly.
'I have to get to class but I'll meet you at lunch. My treat.' I say running off to class.
That was a close one
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Warning: Contains some graphic scenes that may be triggering or uncomfortable.
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