Assistant manager- [M.S]

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Before we start this chapter
I just want to say there is mention
of drug use. I just want to get that out the way beforehand incase anyone is uncomfortable!

If you aren't comfortable reading, skip through that part.

That's all!

Stay safe my friends.

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Im sat across from Matt in the lounge.

I certainly don't plan on having much "fun" with him today.

I look at him, sitting with his arms crossed over his chest, his snapback now sat backwards on his head, he sits there shirtless just wearing sweatpants.

I think he noticed my unintentional staring, the sound of his clearing his throat a clear giveaway i was staring for too long.

"Let me get a shirt on" he starts "this is not how I would of liked you to see me shirtless"

And there's one of the many inappropriate comments I will be hearing today.

I was expecting worse.

"I saw you shirtless when you were screwing that random girl in New York" i fire back.

I hear him laugh, and I can't help but laugh as well.

"Doesn't count." He responds "she was boring though, super needy I mean c'mon, you could hear her whining"

"I definitely thought you'd like that the idea of girls at your feet" i say, thinking about the grin on his face when he sang into the microphone whilst having multiple bras chucked in his direction.

He returns wearing a black sweatshirt like mine. He runs his hand through hair, the other holding his hat. He then puts the hat back on his head.

"That's different" he points to me. "If I'm fucking someone, I like the idea of 'I'll tell you what to do and you'll listen' I mean, only if they wanted too. I'm not the kind to force them or anything that would be really fucked up. But I don't like the whole 'begging me to do literally anything to you' kinda thing. The girl in New York was that type. So annoying, I had to turn up the music to drown out her annoying voice" he rambles. I think he forgot I'm not one of his triplet brothers and I was actually a women who was having to hear about him bash his New York hook ups.

"That was so much more then I needed to know and that statements makes you seem like a right dick" I added "There's bagels in the kitchen area by the way. If you want one, you might be sick from your food poisoning though"

"Oh yeah, my stomach is like.. jacked up" he fake groans and suddenly holds his stomach like he is in intense pain.

"I know what happened." I stated. He looks up at me as he lets go of his stomach and stops that god awful groaning.

"Who told you?"

"Chris, then nick confirmed it" I responded.

"You can't tell? Christ that was lethal wasn't it" he laughs at himself.

Are you fucking serious?