mattydasilva

[mattydasilva]

          𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙂𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝘼 𝙎𝙄𝘿𝙀 𝙀𝙔𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉 that appeared next to him, an eyebrow raising as he watches her.  a small smile graced his face, “ that’s a terribly inefficient way to drink, don’t you think? “ his words were low as he slide the second milkshake back to her, a small shiver broke out down his back at the chill.  matty has yet to become totally acclimated to the new hampshire weather. “ but i’ll try it anyway. “ 

open starter location: near the beach in a more secluded area

Taking the two milkshakes, Dulce sat down onto a tree stump, placing the spare milkshake next to her before opening her YSL bag, pulling out a black flask. “I don’t know what to tell you, but… just zip it and take that milkshake.” She eyed the other person, one eyebrow raised, “with a shot or plain? Come on, I’m not opposed to sharing.”

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: gabemonroe​:

“I guess by your logic, everyone who attended and played is still in middle school.” It wasn’t even a cheap shot, it was a fact that Ollie’s dorm party had a lot of attendees. Matty wasn’t the most personable schoolmate, so Gabe wasn’t surprised by his off-putting comments. “I live for the thrill of seeing the day when you’re not a complete ass to others.” Now that one, was a cheap shot from Gabe as he brought his drink to his lips, somewhere in between being smug and regretting he started this. “You know, you don’t have to participate if you don’t want to. It hurts no one if you just… skip.”

“ 𝘽𝙄𝙂 𝘼𝙍𝙂𝙐𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙋𝙀𝙊𝙋𝙇𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙈𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀𝙇𝙔 still stuck in middle school mentally. ” a rich comment coming from someone who knew a grand total of 5 middle schoolers in his youth, 3 of them being pre-approved friends from his mother. matty took a second to scan through the crowd. he wasn’t even sure why he was here, most of this apartment were people he usually tried to avoid. usually there was a very easy detailed plan-- come in, get drunk, ditch before he could run into any…unsavories. “ you plan on living forever? ” an attempt at a joke, if the delivery weren’t so completely deadpan. A scowl took over his features as his jaw clenched, ‘ this is why we stopped trying ‘ he reminded himself, “ if only you had a life and came to the other party to see that I was long gone by the time they started a dumb game. ”

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: julietaxherrera​:

          Julieta hadn’t been sleeping all that well since transferring to Ogden. There was a big part of her that felt homesick for California. She missed her mom more than she cared to admit and all of this stuff with Greer was… well it was weird and scary. So most nights she stayed out late, worked on her homework, and attempted to blend in around campus as much as someone with her influence could blend in. Instead of attempting to sleep, tonight she snuck out of her dorm room, found herself outside. It was colder than a night in California would be. She didn’t even notice someone else was out here at that quad until they spoke. Julieta couldn’t help that she jumped. “Something like that, why?” 

          𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙎𝘼𝙒 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙅𝙐𝙈𝙋 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙔, a small frown appeared at it, “ sorry, ” he apologized quietly, “ didn’t mean to scare you. ” Which was an ironic comment from him, considering most of the time he would probably be pleased by the reaction. “ i was just confused why someone else was out at this time.  not a lot of traffic. “ he swung his arm behind him, motioning to the otherwise empty quad.  he was well aware of the hypocritical angle he was taking, matty was just hoping she wouldn’t turn this around on him as well since he had no interest in confiding in a stranger about his small existential crisis. 

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: kingwilder​:

          Ogden always had something going on be it a missing person or a party, Wilder liked to be in the center of it all. He had always been chaotic person and he wasn’t apologetic for the person he was. The problem with it was that he was not the person that people cared to listen to. More often than not, he was told to calm down when he was too passionate about a subject. This was a public space however and he wasn’t going to tell someone to shut up in a public space. “Hold on, did you really just tell me to shut up? In a public space? Where there’s literally a whole ass other side of the river you could go to? What crawled up your ass and died? Greer? Is that where she’s been all this time? Damn dude. You coulda just told us.” He couldn’t keep the annoyance out of his voice.

          𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔'𝙎 𝙀𝙔𝙀𝘽𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙎 𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝘼𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝙊𝙁 𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙀𝙍, a humourless chuckle as he shook his head. “ nem fodendo ” he cursed under his breath, if only he was half as charismatic and manipulative as his old doubles partner seemed to be. between shit like this, and the group chat-- she seemed to have the whole campus wrapped around her finger. if this whole disappearing act was a test of loyalty surely most of these people passed. fuck, even matty did, already complaining to his coach that his new partner wasn’t immediately living up to greer’s capabilities. “ oh please dont tell me you were in love with her too. ” he made a deal of rolling his eyes extra dramatically, “ besides, im asking for the betterment of everyone around us, but either way i think the answer was no regardless. “

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: ashtoncarmichael​:

Ashton enjoyed nighttime, as it was a time when everything was winding or beginning to winddown. The campus was usually empty aside from either people like himself who stayed up for whatever reason. He couldn’t sleep, choosing to read one of his assigned books for a course that was entirely reading and then writing book reports.  It was a little too late to be reading in the quad, but he didn’t have any classes tomorrow and had the option of sleeping in. 

The lamppost behind him was providing all the light he needed with the added lack of noise around him. The quiet was unfortunately soon interrupted by the voice of Matty, someone he didn’t expect nor really wanted to be around because their interactions were far from friendly. Ashton kept his head down looking at his book, but did peek down at his watch. “ 1:30 am. Please don’t say anything about me reading. These are my moments of peace.”   

          𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝘼𝙉𝙔𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙔 𝘾𝘼𝙈𝙋𝙐𝙎, it had to be one of the people matty didn’t get along with. this was a little dramatic, however, since matty didnt care for most people.  at least it was someone that he knew in the first place.  no need to make new enemies, he had a hard enough time keeping up with his current nemeses.

          matty let out a scoff, “ bah, you really think I give a shit about what some- ” his voice cuts off as he racks his brain for the correct translation of the word he was looking for, “ babaca tells me to do? ” matty’s nostrils flared with anger, knowing full well he had no right to be this upset at the simple request.  “ what even could you be reading, don’t you have some jock’s homework to do? “

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: ollieinoue​:

He was pretty wasted, as he walked across the quad heading back to Waverly from some random party or another. But he hadn’t wanted to deal with a walk of shame too early in the morning when he had classes at 9 the next day. So, there he was trudging across campus trying to not appear too fucking stoned out of his mind, as if that would be surprising to anyone who saw him. Out of it so much that he hadn’t even noticed another person, jumping a little at the voice, and looking around in surprise. “Fuck dude,” Ollie said, a deep breath, looking at what was probably the real Matty. “I think it’s more like 3 but it’s whatever.” Who was right? It could have been 10am and Ollie wouldn’t know the difference, so who knew. Definitely not him.

          𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙎𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿 𝙎𝙈𝙀𝙇𝙇 who it was before they even opened their mouth, but he was more hoping it was monty or literally any one else. “ you fucking reek, are you ever sober? ” his voice came out callously.  “ are you going to die on me because i’m not playing nurse. ”  at least, he didn’t want too - his conscience would never really let him walk away from someone if they collapsed or anything of the sorts.  but for now matty’s job was just to make sure ollie could handle himself which from the rumours matty has hear-- he really shouldn’t be that worried at all.  “ its 1:42 if you want the exact time. “ he cleared his throat, annoyed that he felt the urge to even ask the next question, “ do you need help getting back? “ please say no.

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: wrathblooded​:

A notorious night owl, KJ enjoyed haunting Ogden at night like a ghost, just enjoying what little peace it had to offer at night. No loud noises, people walking from A to B, rushing to class, others just gossiping all day about Greer and what’s currently happening. This time, however, he immediately knew he wasn’t alone. Seeing Matty’s silhouette from far away, he approached him with a slow pace, almost without making any sound. Maybe he should’ve looked the other way, but decided to go for it anyway. “Can’t sleep, huh? Just like I remember you.” Their personalities had only amplified each other and KJ briefly wondered how much they’d actually slept while being together, “You alright?”

          𝘼𝙎 𝙎𝙊𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝙎 𝙃𝙀 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙑𝙊𝙄𝘾𝙀, matty’s eyes snapped from the sky to the other’s face. the look of a deer in headlights slipped off his face as he forced it to be neutral once again - although matty’s eyes couldn’t stop from roaming down kj’s body ( only for a moment. ) for some reason, kj was one of the last people matty expected to approach him. maybe this was only because he expected the other to avoid him just as much as matty did— even if matty was the one who started everything. “ like you remember me. ” matty echoed absentmindedly.  it was almost as if he could feel himself bottling up his emotions as he shrugged, finally pulling his gaze to look at the pavement, “ yeah, i just took a nap earlier so here i am. “ pause, “ are you-- alright? “

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: parisadavani​:

Making her way back to Alcott dorm from Waverly this late at night was unusual, but Parisa lost track of time while hanging out with her friends after classes that evening. A few laughs, snacks, and drinks later (Parisa only taking sips of them), she was finally growing tired and knew that she should head back. Politely declining any offers to be walked back to Alcott, the girl was beginning to regret that when she saw Matty Da Silva hanging out on the quad, his voice mentioning the time. “Congratulations, you know how to check the time. Good for you, Matty,” the girl chirped sarcastically, slowly and dramatically clapping for him. 

          “ 𝙄 𝙎𝙊𝙍𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙂𝙐𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝘿, 𝘽𝙐𝙏 i will never say no to applause. but will you check if I was right, meu amor?  my phone died. “ he begged feigning innocence before rolling his eyes-- finally letting out an exasperated huff at the other’s presence.  two years of attempting to actively avoid one prisa davani for little to no pay out. ‘ it was only a kiss, you dont need to flip your shit. ‘  but now too much time was invested to go back on it. “ why are you here? ” he deadpanned as if the quad was his personal property to be on. 

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𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: bigmandiego​:

Was it really already 1am? Diego had been throwing himself into his course work so quickly for so long that he had lost track of time. Astrophysics was no joke, imagine that. It’s not that he’d meant to fall into step with Matty beside him, but he didn’t mind the company. In fact… well, he preferred it to walking alone out here after everything that had been going on. Besides, he quite liked Matty despite any other opinions. “It’s it’s a little creepy walking out here alone,” he said. Perhaps lightly joking, if the small smile on his face said anything. “Sorry, I was just kicked from the library. What brings you out here so late?”

         𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙃𝘼𝘿 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙉𝙀𝙓𝙏 to him had a legitimate reason to be out - he didn’t pay someone off to do his work for him.  and in matty’s defense, the only reason he’s even in university is to play tennis.  the whole school part of it is useless to him.  he nodded along, letting his head finally drop to glance over at his company. “ oh yeah, big bad diego scared all alone? “ he teased, knowing it was probably impossible to think of the other as bad. “ oh. ” his voice trailed off as he tried to come up with any sort of reason, “ you know. stuff, my mother tried to call. anyway, getting kicked from the library must be like a new low for you, classes have barely started “

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open starter. location: the quad

          𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙎 𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉'𝙏 𝙊𝙐𝙏.  not that matty should’ve expected them to be, but maybe he was just hoping that the universe could sense his stress.  not that looking at the sky really helped with that - oftentimes it did the exact opposite when his brain began to spiral.  it was why nights started to become synonymous with partying. the footsteps on the sidewalk beside him were the only thing that pulled him out of his head, “ its 1am? “ he questioned the person by him without looking, head still tilted towards the clouded sky.

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closed starter for @sassa-fiske

          " 𝘾𝘼𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙏 𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙏 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙍𝙀 𝙏𝙍𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 " matty glared at his new partner as he threw his racket to the ground. ever since greer decided to do-- whatever the fuck she did, he was stuck with a new doubles partner. and while he still believed he was the better player between him and greer, matty also couldn’t help but think how astrid barely held a flame to greer. “ you’re going to make us have to run punishment sprints. ”

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          𝙄𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔 after his first 2 years at ogden: if there was a party, matty would be there.  whether it only be for five minutes or the whole time, his face would be shown.  unlike most parties where he would find mitch first thing, he found a face staring at him.  matty blinked, almost dumbfounded by the conversation as his brain replayed what gabe had even said, “ spin the bottle? are you in middle school, still? ” It wasn’t exactly like matty had experience with middle school spin the bottle - or really any version of spin the bottle.  he was relatively sheltered from any sort of wrong doing outside of the times he was free to visit his father.  “ do you just live for the thrill of mouth herpes, because personally- i’m too pretty for that. ”

open starter location: a campus party time: evening, saturday september 17

A weekend off from work and with all his assignments completed for the time being, Gabe figured it couldn’t hurt unwinding for the night at whatever party his schoolmates had planned on a whim. Mixing himself a drink, the man observed everyone else and struck up a conversation with the person next to him. “Did you go to the party last weekend? I was working so I didn’t, but I heard that a game of spin the bottle happened. Think anything like that’s gonna happen tonight?” Taking a sip of whatever he had just conjured - not a bad mixture, for using campus party alcohol - he shrugged lightly. “Not opposed to it if it does…”

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          𝙀𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝙎𝙀𝙀𝙈𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙊 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙄𝙈𝙎𝙀𝙇𝙁 𝘽𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘽𝘼𝘿 𝘼𝙇𝙒𝘼𝙔𝙎 𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙀𝙉𝙀𝘿.  usually it had to do with his mother calling, a bolt of anger would happen, then his phone happened to be in the bottom of the river.  this time around, it had more to do with the fucker next to him that obviously didn’t know how obnoxious he was being.  a smirk fell on his lips as he watched the freshman storm away from him - something that quickly slid away as matty felt the unwanted attention slip to himself - a scowl taking its place, “ do you know how to shut up? It has sand it’s a fucking beach. ” 

LOCATION: the beach

TIME: afternoon

STATUS: open

          “…saying you can’t call it a beach if it’s on a river. Anyone that lives anywhere near a real beach will tell you. It’s not the same. And sure I grew up in a city not at the beach but my parents have a beach house. You’re telling me that this beach is the same as somewhere in the Outer Banks? Hold on let me show you photos of my dad’s team at the beach last year and you tell me this has the same vibe.” Wilder pulled out his phone to show the other student the beaches he grew up on, but as he looked down, the other student took the chance to run off. “Okay coward. You’re just admitting I’m right!” He yelled after the student. “Freshmen. I’m clearly right. We should change this place to Ogden River Shore, even though that doesn’t have as good of a ring to it. I’ll workshop it.” 

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          𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙄𝙏 𝘼 𝙎𝙐𝙉𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏? 𝙔𝙀𝙎. but shit had went down earlier in the day that cause matty’s brain to spiral so here he was-- out and wandering out, slightly inebriated, much too late to get an appropriate amount of sleep before he had to wake up for his 8am. why the one required prerequisite class had to be at 8am was beyond him. ‘ i could skip it, ’ the thought fluttered through his brain before he sighed, not an option since coach found out about last semester. Now, he gets babysat so his grades stay high enough to still qualify to play tennis. He followed a random rock down any path, kicking it along as if it was a soccer ball, eventually leading him to the boathouse. now, usually, he would ignore the building - however this time around he heard a voice. a voice! and contrary to popular belief, matty didn’t like to be alone - it was just better that way. so his feet found a brain of their own as they carried him inside the building, stopping so he was awkwardly lingering a couple feet away from olivia. a goofy grin fell on his face at her curse, “ I don’t think it’s totally mentally stable to talk about dead people. unless you believe in ghosts- or something. ”  A pause before he remembered the letters that got delivered that morning, the grin slipping away, “ she’s not dead though, is she? ” 

open starter location: the boathouse time: evening, sunday, september 18th

Olivia was pissed. She needed a break from all of the noise, the drama, the gossip, the cup that seemed to be overflowing with tea at every possible moment. So she escaped, to the one empty place on a Sunday night, the boathouse. There she could listen to the quiet lull of the water, the waves and focus on what was right in front of her. No matter how hard she worked, the junior felt suffocated by her again. Surrounded by Greer. Sure, the campus was always focused on their rivalry, but truly for Olivia, it was resentment. The missing girl had been handed everything, that the Liv had ever and always fought for. Her brain clouded by her frustration, she took the moment to call home. “Dad, I’m fine. How’s Mom? Yes, I’m swamped with work….no, no classes start soon….I, I love you too.” She sighed, hearing the exhaustion and stress in the older man’s voice. “I’ll be back up there as soon as I can…we can talk about it… later, I gotta go.” The silence on the other line, deafening as she muttered to herself, not noticing the other standing nearby. “Fuckin’ Greer.”

[mattydasilva]

Found Taping of Interview With: Mateus Da Silva.

“Hello Mr. Silva, how-“

“Da Silva.”

“Right, apologies Mr. Da Silva. I’m Officer Brian Smith. Now, we just have a couple questions regarding Greer Morrison.”

“Shocking, I thought you were here for a job interview. Can you hurry it up, I have conditioning soon.” 

“When did you last speak to Ms. Morrison?”

“End of may, when we lost in Nationals.” 

“You two aren’t very close?”

“Astute observation, officer.”

“Was that also the same time you last saw her?”

“I’m starting to see why they hired you for the position.”

“The sarcasm isn’t necessary, please just answer the questions so you may attend your practice.”

“So I may att-” the voice cuts off with a scoff, before returning to its bored sound. “Yes, that was the last time I saw her.”

“Can you describe your relationship with Ms. Morrison a little bit?”

“We were doubles partners.” 

“Is that all?”

a taping sound begun. seemingly against the metal desk. tap tap tap- “Yep.” 

“Have you heard or seen anything about where she was this summer?”

“I just told you earlier the last time I saw or heard from her was in May. Why the fuck would I care what she does outside of tennis?”

“Language, please, Mr. Da Silva.” silence, as if waiting for the other voice to give verbal confirmation. “You wouldn’t have wanted Greer to disappear, would you?” 

“I believe you were calling her Ms. Morrison earli-”

“Mr. Da Silva.”

an echo rang as something seemed to hit the same metal desk from earlier.  “We were the best in our conference, why would I waste a free ticket to Nationals?”

“Okay, that is all for today. Thank-“

“Today?”

“We might have to-“

“Whatever, I have to go to practice now. Next time, talk to my attorney, so I don’t have to waste my time with this bullshit.” a door slam echos through the tape before the recording ends.

[mattydasilva]

{gabriel santana, 21, cis male, he/him} Is that MATEUS ‘MATTY’ DA SILVA? A JUNIOR  originally from SÃO PAULO, BRAZIL, they decided to come to Ogden College to study BUSINESS on an ATHLETIC scholarship. They’re JERK JOCK on campus, but even they could get blamed for Greer’s disappearance.

 triggers mentioned: assault/violence, hospital mention

Name: Mateus Paulo José Da Silva Nicknames: Matty, M, Mat, Mateus Age: 21 Birthday: 9 July 2001 Place of Birth: São Paulo, Brazil Zodiac: Cancer Sun, Aquarius Moon, Gemini Rising Gender: Cis Male Pronouns: He/Him Sexual Orientation: ? Romantic Orientation: ? Extracurriculars: Tennis Doubles & Singles, Rock Climbing team - can play guitar but would rather drop out of school than play in front of anyone.

Short Biography/Personality stuff idk

Matty was born to a fling between a retired model and fashion designer.  Neither had really truly wanted him, but went through with the pregnancy anyway. 

grew up mostly home schooled. (it shows, he really can’t socialize at all - being arrogant & cocky is like his safety net. like a well if no one likes me then i don’t need to worry about making friends!)

he had like 2 friends from his childhood that sorta maybe betrayed him a little bit by stealing like thousands of dollars from him & now he may or maay not trust anyone bc he thinks everyone is the same (literally has had maybe 2 positive relationships his whole life before ogden, its a sad sight) VIOLENCE TW & HOSPITAL MENTION TW also might’ve gotten in a huge fight with said childhood friends and beat them up enough to send them to the hospital for a handful of days.  END OF TW

he started tennis when he was twelve, and it was the first thing he was actually bad at on first go?  which made him incredibly pissed and pushed him to work harder at it.  eventually, at fifteen he began to get recognized by university scouts, eventually at 17 he landed with Ogden - one of the only universities that his mother had approved of (as if she ever cared before?) 

he’s studying business kinda as a caveat since he can’t study music, and his mother only agreed to give him access to his trust fund if he majored in something “useful”

since university was his first taste of freedom, and he was a whole continent away from his mother - he kinda went.. wild ? like never sober outside of practice, getting into a lot of fights type beat?  still very stand offish, but if you had a drink to offer - he could put a sweet smile on until he got what he wanted type thing. 

connection to greer

short version: doubles tennis partner, reluctant & very limited confidant

medium version:

matty was horrid to greer the first couple months of trying to figure out doubles tennis.  their teamwork was awful and he refused to talk to her despite her efforts to reach out.  eventually, their coach got sick of it and forced them to do laundry duty for the team until they(matty) could learned how to work together.  

it still took around 2 weeks and a drunken confession at midnight for them to even start talking - and after that breaking point, whenever something that was affecting their performance or anything, they’d be able to tell each other. (they did like a total of a month of laundry duty every night)

click here for the long version

random headcanons & connection ideas?

has 100% shown up to practice wearing a tennis skirt from a dare (honestly, but who dared him?) but like he also still owns the tennis skirt bc like his legs looked good dont ask him

i’d looooove the first friend he made outside of greer - like they caught him when he was all drunk and woeful at a party or something his freshman year & they never really dropped it after. 

first kiss - bc again home schooled child most definitely wasn’t allowed to watch spongebob.  they will absolutely never know that they were his first kiss

he’s very dad esque with his emotions... like you can tell him you like daisies one time & it looks like he ignores you but you’ll get them like once a week with cute little (bad, but cute) sketches on the card.

going off the spongebob thing like a bucket list friend like the kinda person who is like “YOU HAVEN’T SEEN (BLANK) SIT UR ASS DOWN RIGHT NOW” because he needs this

obviously gonna need a party bud, alright, he doesn’t really chill even now. he’s just actually allowed into the clubs lol