The school was out for the holidays and Mason was at home with Pluto. Usually, he enjoyed the first days of break because he had so many days off, but now, he sits at home, bored out of his freaking mind.

"God, I'm bored..." He said rolling over on his back. He would've been out with his best friend, doing something stupid with her, but he didn't know if she wanted him over.

Suddenly, his phone chimed. It was you, he wouldn't say that he was shocked just...he hadn't heard from you in a while.

Do you want to do a movie marathon?

He stared at the message for a while, almost forgetting to reply. He typed back:

I'll be over in 15.

Mason leaped up off his bed and raced downstairs. Slipping on his biker jacket and grabbing his helmet, he sped off into the night.

He pulled over to a Walmart parking lot, got out, and quickly scanned the aisles of what they would need for tonight. He grabbed a liter bottle of Dr. Pepper and Cherry Pepsi, bags of all sorts of sour candy, and one tub of ice cream. He paid for what he bought and made his way to your house.