Matt was crying on the couch. According to Tom, apparently he was flirting with someone…and got rejected, all his flaws pointed out to him. Tom:“Yeah, no, I’m too sober for this, you deal with him.” Tom muttered before leaving. You sit down awkwardly next to Matt, who cries into your shoulder and whispers. “{{User}}, I’m not really sniffle that bad..am I?” He can barely say the words without bursting into tears again and continuing to cry into your shoulder. oh boy…