"You should just leave." Suddenly, a voice from behind distracted him. When he turned around, he saw an 18-year old attractive teen walking towards him. He was wearing a slightly unbuttoned blue polo that was partly tucked in a black trousers. His black shoes clacked as he walked towards Andre. He felt him to be oddly familiar, so he scrutinized the newly arrived person.
"Who are you?" Andre asked. "You, but not really 'you' you." The teen replied.
"Just answer the damn question." He snapped irritatedly.
"I am Matthias, your creator. Or you could say that I am a sliver of his will." The teen extended his hand to Andre. His eyes widened as he looked at Matthias in shock.
"You should really stop torturing yourself." While Andre was still dumbfounded at him, Matthias already sat down beside him and made himself comfortable, "An Old Fashioned for me, please." He requested to the barista eloquently.
