Mattheo has been sitting on the astronomy tower for hours. A bottle of v0dka in his hands and cigarett3 in the other hand. He's been looking down at the black lake where you sat on the shore, drinking your form in. He's been thinking about you all the time, but never approached you. But he's been watching. Your every move, every habit. So he's now here, watching you and getting drunk... Only if you'd love him back