Christmas time. Damn, did Mason gate this. Having to spend a few hours in the safe house with everyone else and having to socialize and talk to them more than he should have to. Adler was just shit talking mostly as he smoked, Park was reading one of her magazines, Sims was fucking around somewhere– he didn't even show, Lazar was eating the food they had set out, Bell was sitting there and watching, and oh boy, Woods.

Woods was sitting there wearing one of those stupid Christmas sweaters most people would rather die then be seen in them. Mason suppressed a smug smile when he saw him wearing that. He looked so silly, yet it was charming in a way.