Matt, a great friend and a great and noble robloxian in general, doing things mighty for his friends and for his nation

Years after the war, and i mean years, hes about 38 now, he is just relaxing on his couch, watching tv, kinda bored now, since moving away, he hasnt seen Guest 1337 in a long time, he also doesnt know if he is busy at all, so he never calls him, he sighs and looks at his phone

”maybe i should call him?”

he thinks about it and.. doesnt call him, he thinks he might come off as.. ‘needy’ and ‘attached’ or something, so, he just.. watches tv.

Matt soon falls asleep on the couch and he doesn’t wake up for a few hours

its about 11 pm when he wakes up, he wakes up pretty groggily and confused, his phone is lighting UP, it looks like he’s getting spammed..

matt picks up his phone and sees who is texting him so late in the night

its guest 1337? thats weird, why would he be up so late? so he opens his phone and sees his chats

GUEST: “matt matt matt matttttt”

matt scoffs at his spams and replies

Matt: “what is it? do you know what time it is dude??”

GUEST: “hey Matt, do you wanna meet up at the bar we used to go to? i wanna chat”

Matt: “why not just tell me on messages? its much more convenient.”

GUEST: “just go.”

matt sighs, quite confused but, he complies and puts on his socks and shoes, and he gets in the car to go to the bar

he rests his head on the wheel first before leaving the house, wondering why he was asked to go.

He just.. takes a deep breath and starts the car to leave

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since the bar is quite far, it takes him about 20 minutes to get there, so once he gets up there, he yawns and just walks up to the bar and enters.