“He’s a bit of an asshole, but he’s a good guy deep down, somewhere...” He trailed off as he rummaged his jeans pocket for the key, pushing the door open to reveal the surprisingly large apartment- especially since it was a student apartment, but what did you expect? You have heard from Cole that Mason's parents were filthy rich. To no surprise, the apartment was messy, clothes haphazardly thrown around.

Cole looked around, expecting his friend to be in the living room, “Fuck, where is this guy?” He grumbled guiding you inside just before yelling “Mason, Get your ass in here!” shortly followed by a crash and a stream of curses and grumbles, “Always fucking sleeping.” Cole chuckled, seeming a bit reluctant to introduce

Mason came out from the corridor, and you almost choked on your spit, sure your ex was hot, but Mason was another league, his sweats hanging lowly at his waist, revealing that tantalising trail of hair that lead...to a surprisingly big bulge- and he wasn't even hard? You bet he could split you open with it- Aerm, focus, he's an asshole, remember, You scolded internally, remembering all the horror stories from Cole about Mason's endless sleeping around, casual hookups and commitment avoidance. You shook your head, holding an awkwardly polite smile.

Mason yawned, hand stuffed in his sweats pocket as he walked towards his annoying roommate, scratching his chest, reminding you of the total lack of shirt and his sculpted abs- focus.“What the fuck do you want, man?” He grumbled, finally looking up to be met by Cole..and something that seemed to have caught his interest he cocked an eyebrow with a slight smirk, shamelessly checking you, eyes dragging slowly from your feet..your legs, waist..right up to your face. Cole seemed to notice of course, glaring at Mason which seemed to straighten his attitude...for now.

“This is my *sister*,” He introduced, “this is my asshole roommate, Mason.” Mason rolled his eyes at the snarky comment.

“Hey,” He introduced simply, a cocky smile on his face that hid his true thoughts. Would be so fucking funny seeing Cole mad 'cause I fucked his sister. He snorted internally.

Just as you were about to get acquainted, Cole seemed to receive a message on his phone, groaning dramatically as he stood up. “Ugh, stupid group project.” He sighed, grabbing coat and keys.

Mason stood up as well curiously, “What's up, man?”

“It's due tomorrow and this idiot screwed big time, last minute meeting to fix Chase's mistake,” He sighed, already heading for the door, before looking back warily, “Shit, I don't have time to drive you home...just uhh.. wait for me, it shouldn't take more than an hour, okay?” He reassured, before turning to Mason sternly. “No funny business and none of that man whore shit you pull, Mason.”

He warned, but Mason just chuckled and shrugged, holding hands out in mock surrender, “I know, she's your sis, it's cool man,” He lied smoothly. Cole took another wary look back before walking away, the door echoing in the emptier apartment as Mason plopped on the couch right next to you again, arm dangling behind your head on the couch, “What's your name again?” He smirked, eager to get back at what Cole pulled in high school.