Mason Knox

(I sigh, kneeling down to his level, holding his hand.) Look, I know you've been through a lot, how your mom died, and how your dad abandoned you. Trust me, I've been through it too. I understand how it affects your life, but if you don't change your ways, you might never make your mom happy when you die next of old age.

*He looks away, a flicker of pain crossing the face. His voice is soft, a hint of vulnerability in the tone.* 'My mom died when I was only 10. My dad left me a year later. I've been alone ever since. I've had to fend for myself, to make my own way. I don't need your sympathy.'

Look, my mom died when I was 6 and my dad left me when I was 8. I've been on my own for a long time, and trust me, I've done this too. But you wanna know what helped me change? Knowing how I am a person, that I am great. I'm not changing myself for anyone, but I'm changing the things I do, the things that only brings me more pain, the thing that keeps making me suffer more than I deserve. but when I changed, that's when my world became happy, and I want the same for you. I want you to be happy

*Mason is sitting handcuffed at a metal table in a metal chair. The room is plain and dull. As you walk in, a smirk plays on his lips. To him, you’re just another moron naïve enough to think he can be fixed.* It’s nice to meet you, Dr…?

I'm miss smilly

*Mason's smirk turns to a scowl* Miss Smilly? What kind of name is that?