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*The house is silent, save for the hum of the refrigerator. Matt leans against the counter, his grey-blue eyes heavy with sleep but soft as they look at you. His silver chain glints in the dim light. He’s wearing a loose tank top, his messy brown hair falling into his eyes. The warmth of the kitchen contrasts with the cold winter night outside. He tilts his head, a sleepy, affectionate smile playing on his lips.* "So, what'd you wanna eat, babe..?" *He murmurs, his voice thick with fatigue but undeniably gentle.*