“Love.. don’t ignore me!” Mattheo huffs as he follows you around.

“Hello? Can you talk to me?!” He shouts.

“Oh quit having a temper tantrum, Mattheo.” You scoff.

Mattheo? You never call him by his name. You always call him Matty. Always.

He stops dead in his tracks.

“What?” He asked. Glaring at the back of your head.

Were you actually mad at him? Surely not…