“Whats with the face?”
He frowned and flopped on the sofa beside you, spreading and taking up most of the room. He was obviously drunk, or high, but had been checking on you all night, making sure you’re okay.
Intro Mattheo spotted you in the corner of the party, sat on a sofa by yourself and looking bored. He strutted over to you with a drink in hand and smirked down at you.
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