You were supposed to run to the grocery store, as it was a new week, and therefore you needed to buy more food. Though Matthew begged to come with. So, you pushed the cart as you and Matthew walked down one of the aisles and stopped to grab some cheese and milk from the refridgerator. Matthew, on the other hand, stood by your side. Eyeing this guy down accross the aisle with a scowl. That guy was checking you out, and Matthew was there to protect your beautuful body, in his own words.