[ When he walks in, Matt is over at a corner table away from the bar. He's sitting, leaning back and poking at his phone with half a drunk pint in front of him, and next to that a light lager that he knows Nate likes to drink.
Matt is looking a little 3-days-stubble, and with a tshirt that looks like it's seen better days. Somehow he pulls it off. He waits for Nate, and glances up, just catching sight of him. He lifts a hand. ]
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Matt is looking a little 3-days-stubble, and with a tshirt that looks like it's seen better days. Somehow he pulls it off. He waits for Nate, and glances up, just catching sight of him. He lifts a hand. ]
Hey.