( there are a lot of worse things, but somehow the awkwardness of the situation is turned up to eleven when you're standing, near-naked, in front of the Washington sisters. he clears his throat, tries to grab for a pair of trousers without completely blanking Hannah at the same time.
(that doesn't go so well. he stumbles, trying to pull a pair towards him with his foot, and nearly slams the door in her face.
it's probably a good thing she's looking away. that was undignified. and trying to be dignified in front of Hannah, after everything, is the least he can do, right?)
but, eventually, he at least has clothes on. and steps out. )
Oh. ( ... oh. it's vague, but does it need to be anything more? Matt swallows around a lump in his throat and feels his hand drift towards the back of his neck, massaging a knot he didn't realise was there until right now.
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(that doesn't go so well. he stumbles, trying to pull a pair towards him with his foot, and nearly slams the door in her face.
it's probably a good thing she's looking away. that was undignified. and trying to be dignified in front of Hannah, after everything, is the least he can do, right?)
but, eventually, he at least has clothes on. and steps out. )
Oh. ( ... oh. it's vague, but does it need to be anything more? Matt swallows around a lump in his throat and feels his hand drift towards the back of his neck, massaging a knot he didn't realise was there until right now.
shit. ) Look, I-
Shit, Hannah. I'm so sorry.