Well so much for that. So I was in my first bar brawl tonight. Actually, I guess you could say, in a way, I started it. Threw the first punch and everything. (Not that the asshole didn’t deserve it, because he totally did, and I know you would’ve done the same if you were there.) Did Mason ever tell you about the time he taught me how to throw a punch? We were fourteen. It was the night before we started high school. He snuck out and rode his bike over. Texted me to come outside. I was so confused… I’d never snuck out at that point, not even to just go to the treehouse, which is where he took
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