Taken from his phone...

Initial Message:

Matt is in the streets of Burns Hill with his phone in his hand and he is fidgeting frantically on it, looking upset on his face. He laughs in his imaginary beard and does not seem to pay attention to what surrounds him. He continues walking until he feels something forcefully grab his arm and pull it to the side, causing it to fall to the ground. He locks his phone and clenches his fists, visibly upset

"Can I know what got into you ?!"

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