(Matt's POV)
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So, this is where Parappa lives now..."
I was talking to myself as I looked up.
I rang the doorbell twice before I got an answer.
It wasn't Parappa.
"Oh! You're Parappa's girlfriend, right?"
"Would he have chosen anyone else?" She remarks.
"Ms. Sunny, I'm only looking for Parappa." I cross my arms.
"Remind me again who you are?" Sunny asked.
"Matt Major? Y'know, you and him were two years behind me in high school?"
"Vaugely..."
"Where is your boyfriend."
"In the garage."
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"Knock knock! It's Matt!"
Parappa looked up and dragged his screwdriver.
"What's the deal? Got some beef with me?"
He motioned me to come close.
"Matt, it's not like I don't like you anymore," Parappa sighed, "I'm just putting all my focus into helping PJ and it's kinda messing with my head. My poor Sunny Hunny, she has to do everytying now..."
He buries his face in my chest.
"Parappa, I understand you wanna help. But that doesn't mean you have to put that first. You matter, too. Please make sure to take care of yourself."
"He's right, y'know," Sunny intruded, "we worry about you like you worry about PJ."
Parappa gets up and walks to his girlfriend.
"Par, what are you-"
She was gonna talk, but he interrupted and kissed her. Then he hugged her while softly crying.
"I'm sorry," escapes his mouth, "just feels like I needed to hear that."