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Matt had left the kids with a friend, knowing he wouldn’t be out too long made it pretty damn easy for him to find a friend who was willing to take care of his kids and he was thankful for that.

Making his way to Chipotle via cab meant that, especially with traffic, he probably wouldn’t arrive for a little while. So for the long while, Matt checked his hair and such before doing the same with his phone and emails; He looked forward to meeting up with Jon, because he definitely considered Jon a friend and got on with the other man pretty well...then again who didn’t Matt get along with? Letting out a yawn, the older man closed his eyes for a moment and would only wake them at the arrival at Chipotle.

It must have been twenty minuets before the cab pulled up and Matt in a tired haze managed to pull out the correct amount of money to pay the driver and climb out of the car. Making an initial choice to wait outside Chipotle for Jon’s arrival...whether or not that was smart was down to opinion.

Matt had finally got the boys settled, he expected them to be a little overexcited with moving into a new home and the fact that Matt had allowed them to choose their rooms which he was gonna decorate later, but they were also excited to hear from Candice who Matt still considered a close friend and a mother type figure to the boys.

Sitting back, Matt simply waited for the call to connect, messing up Walker and Henry’s hair while he told Kit to move in so he could be seen on the camera.

Matt had been away working as normal, it wasn’t like he hadn’t let the stress of the job get to him before but at times he allowed the stress to over take him a little.

He knew this was the best place to come, regardless of the history he’d had here because this would allow him to get the rest he needed even if it was only slightly more than he was getting elsewhere.

He recalled what a friend had told him about just relaxing, letting the stressful stuff just go over his head and instead living everyday as if it was his last...so Matt had decided that is what he would do and maybe that was because he’d recently turned thirty nine and the whole idea of turning forty was slowly but surely dawning on him..

Or it was just a matter of embracing what he had; he couldn’t really complain much it wasn’t as if his life was horrible and he hated every minuet because he was more than thankful for all he had including his family and friends.

The most surprising part of that was the fact that Matt had managed to stay on good terms with most of if not all his ex’s because what was the point in holding grudges or hating people for means of a difference in life choice.

Letting out the smallest of sighs, Matt headed to finally unpack the boxes and his suit cases, grabbing the boxes with the main decorations or objects to be placed around his home. First placing the cutlery in the sink to be washed because there was no way he was putting them in a draw without them being washed first and then onto any extra kitchen equipment which was all currently coloured in black or a turquoise colour which Matt had become rather accustom too in choosing a theme for the house.