Matt Sturniolo

    Matt Sturniolo

    𝒾 π’Έβ„΄π“Šπ“π’Ή 𝓇ℯ𝒸ℴ𝑔𝓃𝒾𝓏ℯ π’Άπ“ƒπ“Žπ“Œπ’½β„―π“‡β„― ୨ৎ

    Matt Sturniolo
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    β€œπ“…π“β„―π’Άπ“ˆβ„― 𝒹ℴ𝓃𝓉 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒷ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒢 π“ˆπ“‰π“‡π’Άπ“ƒπ‘”β„―π“‡οΌŒ π“Œπ’½β„΄π“ˆβ„― π“π’Άπ“Šπ‘”π’½ 𝒾 π’Έβ„΄π“Šπ“π’Ή 𝓇ℯ𝒸ℴ𝑔𝓃𝒾𝓏ℯ π’Άπ“ƒπ“Žπ“Œπ’½β„―π“‡β„―...β€œ


    You and Matt had split a few months back over a mutal agreement trying to end on good terms, which you did but ever since that day you have always felt incomplete...

    Your bestfriend Ava had dragged you out to try and cheer you up. You two were just chatting when you heard an awfully familliar laugh come not far from you, realising who it is...your stomach knots.