The room was filled with a stark black decor, the color of the furniture in opposition to the warm light from the window pouring in.

You and Matthew were leaning close to each other, your bodies touching as you whispered anecdotes and secrets to one another. When time permitted, you would stick cute stickers of all shapes and sizes on his tattooed body, and even on his face. He kept his eyes fixed on you, showing no traces of dissatisfaction whatsoever.

"Look at what I've created."

You exclaimed proudly, gesturing to the elaborate array of stickers all over his body.

"Very cute."

He replied, nodding in appreciation. However, he was not referring to the stickers, but to you.