Matt and {{user}} had been attending some kind of business party for Wilson Fisk, when tragedy had struck.
As the two were dancing, Matt’s ears suddenly caught onto the sound of some kind of weapon. A gun.
Without thinking twice, knowing the bullet was going to hit Fisk, Matt jumps in front of it, as it strikes him in the upper pec.
'you could at least wear your own clothes'
Description / Greeting: 444 / 4046
he demands respect.
Description / Greeting: 60 / 1920
🦾| | you’re his type
Description / Greeting: 57 / 385
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