Morning After
The next morning was at seven o'clock, unusually early for Matt, but the norm for Sean. Matt, still phased by the events of the night before, woke up unwillingly. His body started to wake, the sunlight grew stronger, his dog barked more often, the cars started driving and he felt as though it was the universe against his sleep. He woke up, walked to the bathroom, put some music on his phone and lit his cigarette, as per usual. He took that time he spent in the bathroom as time to think about what had happened and what might happen. No longer afraid, no longer trembling, no longer wanting to avoid Sean's gaze, he left the bathroom and went downstairs. He could hear the television from upstairs. Sean had already awoken and was probably having breakfast, or making lunch in the kitchen, with the television on. ''Finally!'' Sean shouted in a humorous voice. Matt glanced at the time, realised it was already two o'clock and walked to the kitchen. The night before never happened. The two brothers greeted each other whilst Sean had his eyes on his laptop, roughly placed on the kitchen table. ''Good morning'' Matt said tentatively. ''Morning idiot'' replied Sean. Matt stood frozen for a few seconds, provoking a strange inquisitive look from Sean, then he kept walking to the fridge, got his breakfast out and started the kettle.
''Sean what happened last night?''
'' Nothing? What happened last night?''
''You seriously don't remember?''
''What are you on about Matt? We played PS, I went to sleep and you went back to wanking or some shit.''
''No Sean, what? The way you left, you were so focused on leaving, you barely spoke, you just left!''
''Oh, yeah I'm sorry I had gotten a weird message from Tiivia.''
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Matt Deveraux
Non-FictionMatt's freedom is interrupted by his brother, Sean's short visit. The reason for that pushes Matt to lead a new and dirty life. Will the Prince become King?
