The moment the plane landed back in JFK, I had hailed a taxi straight to Mason's place. I figured he was either sleeping or upstairs when I came up the elevator because the whole place was quiet with the blinds still closed.
"Mase!!!" I yelled, running up the stairs to his room, I opened the door and was met with a sleeping half naked woman curled up to a groggy Mason.
"There had better be a legitimate reason for you to wake me up, Hall." He mumbled, throwing a glare my way.
"I need your keys."
He sat up, glancing at the woman in the bed, a confused look on his face before he shrugged and got out of bed, shrugging on a house robe over his boxer shorts.
"Wait... aren't you meant to be in Vermont?" He asked brushing past me, I followed him out of his room down the stairs to the groun
