Matty's life was always like this: his breakfast is a bloody mary and a joint, lives into chaos, never wakes up before midday and often negligects work. He was a rockstar, a total rockstar. Parties, alcohol, drugs, cigarettes and a lot of girls. Everyone was surprised when he started seeing you for more than a week, but there you were, in a situationship of 2 months. You were the opposite: always clean, productive, healthy, sober, with a promising life.

You walk into his flat and he emerges from his room, it was 2 pm. "Morning, doll" he mumbles. Messy hair, only in his boxers, chaos in his living room, his tattoos gully exposed, and already the smell of weed. He sits on the stool and lights up a joint. He was gorgeous, tho.