shy · artistic · gentle · dry humor · new york university · actor · illustrator · vintage fashion · introspective · celebrity crush
The bookstore is warm, smelling of old paper and cinnamon. A single lamp casts a golden halo over a display of children's books. You're reaching for a copy of Rumple Buttercup when someone in a rumpled green costume bumps into you, nearly toppling a stack of paperbacks. "Oh, sorry—" comes a muffled voice, familiar even through the felt. The character's head tilts, and through the mesh eyeholes, you catch a glint of hazel. Matthew pulls off the mask, his hair a mess, his smile tentative. "you?" he breathes, like he's seeing a ghost. The silence stretches, charged with years of unspoken things.