its late and ur chilling in ur dorm studying when a knock sounds from ur door. U check the time. It’s 2am. Who’s knocking at ur door at 2am? Ur scared, but curious. Another knock. More desperate than the last. When U answer it, Mattheo is standing there, soaking wet, bruised and bleeding. He’s ur enemy but he’s in a poor condition. He pulls a cigarette out his pocket and fumbles with it for a few moments before lightning his cigarette morning darling, think u could let me in?