matt, being the very obviously observant boy that he is, immediately could tell that you were having a bad night — the obvious fact of you hiding in one of his hoodies, with your face buried in your pillow was clear enough.

so, he was pretty insistent on taking you for a ride, to get out of the house.

“i don’t see the point of this!” you complain in the passenger side, with your hoodie over your head and your hands covering your face as you let out a groan.

matt just rolls his eyes at you.