Mason was a man on mission as he was getting ready for office. He had prepared his speech, had practiced a few techniques to convince Lana to opt out of the plan, had made up imaginary scenarios and rehearsed too. He was confident that he would be able to persuade Lana and hopefully, she might also get a hint that he likes Arya more than a friend. Yes, she couldn't be trusted with any secret, she talked a lot, but now, Mason didn't care. He didn't care if anyone came to know about his feelings for Arya. He had been in the friendzone for too long and he didn't intend to be there forever. With a final look at his reflection in the mirror, he stepped out of his house. He had put in a lot of thought in his outfit for today. He wanted to be impeccably dressed, maybe that would make Arya notice
