Alright, the needed info:
Date: Around 2010 sometime. Before Matt met Kate.
And uh... that's it I suppose o.o
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Matt in this chapter is wearing:

Something along those lines anyway ;3

Dom is wearing:
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Heh heh 8D

Chris is wearing:
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^_^

I hope the links work! ^_^

As Saturday nights went, this was one the three of them were looking forward to most.
The street was wide, shops and restaurants down every side followed by bustling people, some cueing to get into a specific restaurant. All the buildings were lit up sweetly with old fashion lamps and a cheery atmosphere was felt all-round which kept everyone in a good mood. Not that they needed that anyway.
On one corner, a large restaurant stood tall against the others, its beautiful structure matched by its gorgeous exterior and interior designs. Just one glance and you'd be able to tell it was one of the fanciest, five-star dining places you might come across and this was exactly the place the three of them were going to dine.

"I've booked us a wonderful table near a corner I favour. It's got the bar close by, the toilets round the corner for easy access and it's secluded so you don't have people staring at us due to being famous." Dom began to say, obviously proud in his pickings. That much was obvious by the smug smile across his lips. Chris, on the other hand, simply rolled his eyes.

"I'm sure any place inside this restaurant would be wonderful, seeing its price." Chris stated.

"It's not like it was hard to pay for." Dom replied. "Besides, I was just stating how I booked us a beautiful spot inside." The blonde shrugged, a grin still on his lips, before wrapping each arm in a friendly, casual manner over Matt and Chris' shoulders.

"I'm not too bothered about what it looks like; it's the food quality that matters for me. That and the ridiculous portion sizes they might serve." Matt remarked. "I won't be going back to that other restaurant any time soon..." He followed with a grumble of dissatisfaction.

"You really hate that place now don't you?" Chris smirked as they all continued to walk down the road.

"Well, when I ask for a roast dinner, I didn't expect such a tiny portion! I got about two potatoes, three carrots, a Brussels sprout and a slither of beef about the size of my little finger. Ridiculous." He grunted before Dom nudged him with his elbow playfully, causing a smile to fall back onto Matt's face.

The despised restaurant Matt referred to was one of no well-known trade mark in a small town nearby. It wasn't too bad really; Matt just found a disliking after a rude waiter served them. After that, the restaurant just went downhill from then on.

"Well we're not eating there are we, so no need to dampen the mood, eh compadres?" The blonde winked.

"I suppose I can try and get over that restaurant for tonight." Matt Humoured.

"I'm just glad me and Kelly finally found a Babysitter that can bare all five kids of ours. I'm so glad she didn't invite me to her little ladies night out, either." He said with a face of relief though almost began to regret his words when the phone rang. "One second, guys. It's Kelly. Apparently Karma isn't going to let me have all my fun tonight..."

Dom and Matt exchanged a look before snickering as they paused outside the restaurant doors.

"Just about to go inside and everything..." Matt said, rolling his eyes before sharing another hysterical giggle between Dom and himself.