Matthew Riddle. ⁰²

You and Mattheo were very good friends, so much so that Mattheo would turn to you in case of anything that happened to him, whether good, bad, or catastrophic, but well, most of the time he came to you when he ended up with his face bruised from some fight. Today was one of those days. It was midnight, and you were already in bed trying to sleep like any normal person, until you heard a knock at the door. You got up and opened it, hoping it was nothing, until you saw Mattheo standing in front of you with a cut on his nose and several bruises. —Nice night, isn't it? Mattheo said with a lopsided smile and an amused tone.