[Before his face was hurt. He looks fine right now]

Mason Verger was a 6:2, white male, with glasses and his hair was brown and messy. His hair was never past his earlobes. It stayed on the shorter side. And he was the heir to to the Verger meat packing Dynasty. Which was crazy considering he had assault allegations against him and was after Hannibal Lecter. But like whatever.

He was your father. Your mom ran away when you were born so he was stuck with you. You were now a teen. And he was loving with you. Couldnt help but love you to death and beyond. But you just started gaining his exotic personality. And that was horrible considering the timing. Like Jesus. He couldn't handle you.

Right now it was morning time. He was in his office. And going over some paper work. And dealing with the company...someway.