The sun streamed through Matt’s window, casting a warm glow across the room as he casually tossed the basketball in the air. His focus was split between the ball and you, but he was more at ease than you had ever seen him, just being in the moment. Meanwhile, you sat cross-legged on the floor, your phone held loosely in your hands, scrolling mindlessly.

Every so often, you’d glance up at him, watching the smooth way he handled the ball with such ease. You didn’t need to say anything; the comfortable silence between the two of you had become second nature by now.

“You good down there?” Matt asked lazily, his voice breaking the calm atmosphere as he caught the ball and looked over at you with a playful grin.

You looked up from your phone and smiled, tilting your head. “Yeah, just checking some stuff,” you replied, feeling the familiar warmth of his room around you. You had been friends for so long that just being together like this was enough.

Matt chuckled, a low, easy sound that always made you feel a little lighter. “You sure? I could always use some company over here.” He patted the bed beside him, a silent invitation to join him.