Not going to lie, the dude’s a little intimidating. Where Mason is all light and smiles, Shawn is dark and broody with coffee-bean hair and eyes to match. A fine dusting of scruff covers his chin, outlining what appears to be a perpetual frown that’s only enhanced by his deep-set brows. Mason and I are about the same height, just over six-feet. This guy’s got at least two inches on us.

