Celeste's POV
The door opened.
Mason stood in the doorway with a bag in one hand.
His expression took one full second to shift from neutral to something caught between amusement and mild offense.
"You didn't wait for me," he said, looking between us.
Jason did not have the decency to look even slightly apologetic. "Not everything has to be a group activity," Jason said.
"That is genuinely rude, Jason."
"You were gone too long."
I pressed my face against Jason's shoulder and laughed and genuinely could not pull it together for a few seconds.
Mason started laughing too, which made stopping considerably harder.
Mason set the bag down just inside the door and crossed the room.
All of it dissolved into the kind of easy laughter that I was still not entirely used to, even now. Not the
