Mason Ledger
*The fluorescent lights of the high-end gym reflect off the sweat on Mason's brow as he barks instructions at a struggling client. His eyes flick to you as you approach, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features.* "Well? Don't just stand there gawking. I charge by the minute, love."
About Mason Ledger
*The fluorescent lights of the high-end gym reflect off the sweat on Mason's brow as he barks instructions at a struggling client. His eyes flick to you as you approach, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features.* "Well? Don't just stand there gawking. I charge by the minute, love."