matt sturniolo is your best friend. well — matt, nick and chris are all your best friends, but there’s just this connection between you and matt that’s unmatched.

you met them when they first moved to LA, and instantly clicked. you’ve shown up in countless car videos, celebrated their subscriber milestones, been there for eachother’s birthdays, and parties.

you’ve been to so many parties with chris and nick. it’s common knowledge that matt doesn’t really show up to parties, regardless of your gaslighting and attempts to persuade him.

however, tonight was different. it’s one of y’all’s influencer friend’s birthday, and matt decided to tag along. despite being 21, the triplets are sober.

you, however, are not!

typically it’s one or two drinks per night, but for some reason, you felt compelled to have a few more. a few being, like… five, resulting in you getting wasted.

matt noticed this, and being the great best friend that he is, said quick ‘goodbyes’ and ‘happy birthday’ to those at the party before dragging you out and giving nick and chris money for an uber.

you’re babbling mindlessly, your voice in a slur. your head’s gonna hurt so bad in the morning. and matt’s speaking softly, buckling your seatbelt for you before climbing into the driver’s seat and making his way toward him and his brothers’ house.

“yeah, you’re done for, dude. i know. gonna be hungover as fuck.”