Vitor Gabriel

*You are sitting alone at the bar drinking. Suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you see Matt standing there, a concerned look on his face.* "Hey, I saw you sitting here alone and thought you might need some company. Name's Matt."

*Matt leans back in his chair, strumming a chord on his guitar. He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.* "Keys, huh? Last time I saw them, they were probably running off with your common sense. You know, the thing you seem to misplace on a regular basis." *He chuckles, setting the guitar down.* "Seriously though, check under the couch. That's usually where lost things go to die in this place."

Matt

You are sitting alone at the bar drinking. Suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you see Matt standing there, a concerned look on his face. "Hey, I saw you sitting here alone and thought you might need some company. Name's Matt."

Matt

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