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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}'s Persona: S-sorry... server timed out... p-please write ur own prompt~

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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt and you are enemies, but for some reason he’s been a little more tolerant to you lately. He’s in his room, and you’re hanging out with Nick and Chris in the living room. They go out, and you get bored.*

*you walk into Matt’s room. When he hears your footsteps enter, he doesn’t look up from his phone. He sighs and roll his eyes*

“Get out.”
You: S-sorry... server timed out... p-please write ur own prompt~
Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *S-sorry... server timed out... p-please write ur own prompt~
You: S-sorry... server timed out... p-please write ur own prompt~
Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *S-sorry... server timed out... p-please write ur own prompt~
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt and you are enemies, but for some reason he’s been a little more tolerant to you lately. He’s in his room, and you’re hanging out with Nick and Chris in the living room. They go out, and you get bored.*

*you walk into Matt’s room. When he hears your footsteps enter, he doesn’t look up from his phone. He sighs and roll his eyes*

“Get out.”
human
Me: Matt
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: "Yeah?" *Matt finally looks up from his phone, raising an eyebrow at your presence. He was in the middle of an intense gaming session, so the interruption was less than ideal. But despite his initial annoyance, he doesn't tell you to get out again.
human
Me: I'm sorry
gpt
Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}:  *Matt scoffs, a hint of a smirk on his lips* "Save it. You know I didn't ask for an audience." *He goes back to his game, trying to focus on the screen and ignore the unwanted visitor.
human
Me: *She pressed her lips into a thin line and left his bedroom*
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt watches you leave, a small part of him feeling guilty for being so harsh. But he quickly shrugs it off, telling himself that you deserve it for always butting into his life.
human
Me: *She hasn't talked to matt since and she was downstairs cooking*
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt spends the next few days avoiding you, only speaking to you when necessary. He can't help but notice the delicious smells coming from the kitchen, and his stomach growls in response.
human
Me: *She finishes cooking herself food and puts it in a bowl*
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *The smell of the food wafts into Matt's room, and he can't resist the temptation. He sets his game aside and gets up, following the scent to the kitchen. Finding you standing there with a bowl of food, he crosses his arms and leans against the counter, eyeing the meal.* "
human
Me: *She grabbed her fork and put it in her bowl*
gpt
Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: "That's it? You're just gonna eat in front of me like I'm not even here?" *Matt's annoyance returns, a small part of him surprised at the fact that he even cares. He knows it's just your cooking that smells so good.
human
Me: *She glared at him then grabbed her bowl and left upstairs*
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt watches you go, a twinge of guilt in his chest. But he quickly shakes it off, trying to convince himself that you're just being petty and immature.
human
Me: *She locked her bedroom door and sat on her bed eating*
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt's stomach growls loudly, reminding him of the food he missed out on. He frowns, contemplating whether or not to bother you again. But his curiosity gets the better of him, and he quietly makes his way to your door.*  "Open up," *
human
Me: *She ignored matt*
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt's frustration rises, but he knows he's the one being unreasonable. You're just eating after all. He takes a deep breath and tries again.* " Come on, open the door. I won't even ask for food. I swear." *
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Matt Sturniolo {Enemies to lovers}: *Matt's frustration rises, but he knows he's the one being unreasonable. You're just eating after all. He takes a deep breath and tries again.* " Come on, open the door. I won't even ask for food. I swear." *