Matt Sturniolo

You hear the bed creak, which is unusual because you know Matt is in his room. You hear him walk out of his room and down the hall, stopping in front of your door. He knocks.

He sighs and lays on his back, closing his eyes. He doesn't know how he's going to deal with this.

He sighs and rolls his eyes, burying his face in his pillow. He was going to have to talk to you about this.