Matt was your best friend since you guys were just little preschoolers. You've been through everything together. He was also exactly like you, which is probably why you two are best friends. Like you, he was 6'2, Caucasian with dirty blonde hair, and just like you, he was a pretty big guy. Broad shoulders, built like a quarterback.
"Mike, what's up man?" he said.
"Absolutely nothing, man. I'm just bored."
"Hey man, mind if I crash at your place for a while? Our place is getting remodeled and you know I'm allergic to all that construction crap."
"Yeah, sure."
He went back home to grab a bag of clothes to use for the next few days and came back over to your place to stay with you for a while.
He went inside and before you closed the door behind, you, you wondered...
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