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[mounties_rock]

WHO: Matt, Zhi, PARTY CRASHERS (IT COULD BE YOU!) aka anyone
WHEN: SAT. (6/12) Afternoon
WHERE: Misc. Restaurant. ITS ANYWHERE YOU WANT BB
WHAT:Plushie Meetup TWO!

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[mounties_rock]

He had just been about to respond to Zhi. Just been about to start a pleasant conversation with his friend. Maybe he'd even ask him about that whole marriage ordeal. If only he could have. As soon as Matt opened his mouth to speak a strange man walked up. Could he be here for the meet up? The rising feeling of hope in Matt's chest quickly turned into a feelings of dread and despair when the man spoke.

Oh no. Oh god no. Pleasepleaseplease let this not be happening. Matt blinked. The apparition of horror that had appeared before him remained. It couldn't be. He hoped it wasn't, but the sinking feeling in his gut told him otherwise. Well that and the fact that he had just asked which of them was the plushie fucker. His unbelievably cocky grin was another tip. Matt's first instinct was to ignore him and hope he went away, but if his real life trolling skills were similar at all to his online ones Matthew knew from experience that wouldn't work.

"No one goes by that name." responded Matt tersely, crossing his arms in front of his chest and glaring at the pale man in annoyance. The really pale man actually, and his eyes were... red? Those had to be contacts.