❝you're making it so hard for me to hate you matt❝
❝then don't.❝
(🪩) 𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 has been trying to make it as youtuber with her bestfriends for years, but she never gets the attention she deserves. she keeps wondering when her time is...
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CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT.ᐟ ⤷ ❝FINALLY❝
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IRL .ᐟ
the baking challenge had ended over two hours ago, but the tension in the air clung to matt like a second skin.
the others had all drifted into the living room, sprawled on couches and chairs as some sitcom played in the background.
laughter bubbled over from chris and nick, probably still arguing about whose cookies had been the worst.
but matt's attention wasn't on them. it was on sienna.
he leaned back against the arm of the couch, his sharp blue eyes watching her through the open doorway to the kitchen. she was alone, standing at the stove, her shoulders tense as she stirred something in a pot.
steam curled into the air, and for a moment, matt just watched her, his gaze tracing the lines of her face, her furrowed brows, the way she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear absentmindedly.
she looked... tired. like she'd been carrying the weight of the whole night on her shoulders.
"what are you staring at?" chris asked from his spot on the couch, tossing a piece of popcorn at matt.
matt caught it without looking, his smirk lazy. "nothing. just thinking about how cinnamon's been stuck in there all night. maybe i'll go help her."
he pushed off the couch, but waylon's voice stopped him.
"i've got it," waylon said quickly, sitting up straighter. his brown eyes met matt's, his tone casual but laced with a subtle challenge. "she's probably fine, but i'll check on her."
matt raised a brow, crossing his arms as he leaned against the doorframe. "oh, yeah? you sure you can handle that? seems like she's got a lot going on in there."
