The boy grinned and simply untensed himself as he saw Matthew with the bottle next to him. He shook his head and gave him a smile, "Sorry, I'm just not really myself today..." He said walking over to Matthew and putting a hand on his shoulder. "Oh uh, It's okay man. Don't worry about it," he said looking around the room. "God this place is really a M-mess." Matthew held his throat, he had just had a voice crack. "That's weird..." he said massaging his throat. "Eh, I wouldn't worry about it." The boy said putting a hand on Matthew's back. "Besides, I'm sure when you feel better we can clean this whole place up." He said a fake smile on his face.
"I uh, guess..." Matthew said pulling his hand away from his throat and looking at the Boy. "So, uh... what do you wanna do?"
The boy smiled and noticed Matthew's face was getting a tiny bit softer as if it was smoothening itself out...
The boy wanted to...