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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Camelot
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Colby didn't seem to notice Matthews gesture, or at the very least he didn't understand what he meant by it. Slamming his own ale down before handing it off to the barkeep. Matthews thumbs twiddled as he wondered what to do next, thinking about the three to the room and being unsure of who he trusted to be the third especially with their two cats with them. As Hansel made for upstairs, keys jangling in hand, Matthew grabbed his tankard of ale and followed suit, taking sips at the frothy drink as the bitterness coated his tongue making him regret every one. Every room was more furnished than he anticipated, it was medieval fantasy but he hadnt expected it to be like this. As others started pairing off into rooms and asking those around to share, Matthew became more and more nervous about what was to come. 

Either he and Colby would share a room together for the night, or Colby would choose to be alone and Matthew would have to sleep with two strangers. His thumb glided against the cold metal that wrapped around the wooden tankard, rubbing it slowly as he stood by an open door nervously watching. People seemed to be grouping up left and right and Matthew in his hesitation and nerves grabbed hold of the handle and down the bitter drink before holding Colbys hand and tugging gently on it in the direction of the room. [Color=99CC00]"W-w-would y-you like to share a r-room with me?"[/color] He spoke softly as he nodded towards the unoccupied space behind him. His cheeks were flushed red with either the warmth of ale, the embarrassment of asking, or the idea of sharing a room with Colby.