Where's everyone?

I was just about to explain to Mason that the final result was still a tie and I didn't have to slap him in front of everyone, but he was already halfway in flipping through mid-air because Quinn smacked him across the face.

It was almost comical the way his body spun and was upside down for a moment, feet in the air, and flaccid dick not knowing where to correctly flop over.

"THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME?! SAY THAT AGAIN TO MY FACE, YOU DUMB FUCK!"

"UrgHHh…" was all that came out of Mason.

"ARE YOU FUCKING LISTENING TO ME?! D'YOU WANT ANOTHER–"

Quinn was about to stomp on his balls and send him to Valhalla, but luckily enough, Tatiana and I managed to hold her back. At the same time, everyone else was already several feet away from her and we were the only ones trying to diffuse the situation.

With that said, all we could hear from the poor dude below us was a pained and drawn-out groan that was slowly turning into noiseless heaving.