few hours later
"a-ash!" i hear a familiar voice call. i turn around and see matty, holding a bottle of wine and big glasses, and i'm not even sure if the glasses are his.
his hair pokes out in all different directions and there's a stain on his sweater. i giggle at the sight of him.
"aw, babe you look so cool."
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this cheesy as fuck but whateva

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