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welcome to the marsh legacy!! 🌾🌱

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ok, maybe this is actually what matty needed. screw greg. hell have fun with.. whats his face

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after his fourth,,, or fifth drink (matty cant be bothered to remember) some guy sat down next to him

???: hey man. you ok? you seem pretty upset

matty: yeah? thats probably because i am! my damn boyfriend had a wife! i was a damn sidepiece! i cant believe I loved him

the rest of the night, this mystery man let him rant, being exactly what matty needed

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well, there was really only one thing left to do, get hammered and forget..

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however, everywhere he went he was reminded of greg. there was where they kissed, where greg encouraged him until he found an artifact, where they woohooed. this place was tainted too. his home was ripped right out from under him and he was truly lost.

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matty remembers the first time he saw this statue, thinking it wasnt that important. now, filled with hurt and grief, he goes to her for comfort. the cold stone felt good under his fingertips as he bows his head. he knows she cant truly help, being a statue and all, but he feels better once he raises his head again. hes glad to be here. glad to be back home. 

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matty: back home, huh bud? lets head in and get unpacked.

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matty: were getting outta here avo. gregs no good. i cant be here anymore. were going back to selvadorada bud. i need to escape..

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just off the porch, matty feels like hes about to collapse. the man he loves is using him? hes a side piece? of course, this was too easy, he thinks. the perfect man just fell into his lap, there had to be a catch. he needs some water, hes gotta go. hes gotta get the hell out of here.

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matty: his wife??

amy: yea. weve been married two years. not surprised you didnt know. greg is pretty private 

matty: i cant. um ok. well, i - 

amy: are you ok hun? do you need some water? i can grab you so-

matty: no. you know what, im go-good actually. you - you can go inside. sorry to bother you.

amy: ok. ill let greg know you stopped by

matty: you dont have to. dont worry about it. bye

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??: oh a visitor? hello!

matty: uh, hi? im looking for greg?

??: oh? are you a friend? i havent seen you before

matty: you could say that. im matty. who are you? he never mentioned living with anyone?

??: im amy. gregs wife.

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things have been perfect, even though it feels like greg has been working a lot more lately. frankly, matty was missing him and he wouldnt answer his calls. so matty decided to visit him and hopefully read him some of his poetry.

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just a couple fools in love ❤️

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spooky day! greg was coming over later to celebrate but he could never say no to a trick or treater!

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poor baby avocado got sick! to the vet! while there, he got avocado neutered. matty couldnt handle any little puppies running around while in his little apartment. 

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back home, he is greeted with a dirt avocado and his artifact collection. he cant help feeling like something is missing from his home. he jsut cant shake these feelings...

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matty completed another temple, eventhough hes pretty sure he can do it in his sleep now. this place felt different, not as comforting and homey. maybe, just maybe, he thinks hes getting that feeling from somewhere else. a person perhaps?