As Matthew sat there on a cloudy day in his usual cafe, nibbling at a sweet crusty pastry (reminiscent of his papa's) and sipping at the hot rich but strange concoction his neurotic brother had introduced him to (filled with hot milk and strange 'missing in translation' sized). It had been a rough week for him. His quiet polite mannerisms and ghost-like presence had caused him to be marked as absent from his college; its strict attendance had meant that (even though he had never missed a class) his ghostly presence made his professors had marked him absent multiple times. What was he going to do now? He hummed a bit of a tune as he scribbled in a note pad of his options: Go to another school, take online courses or take up work of some kind. But first it looked like he would have to call Papa Francis from his apartment. 'I'm sorry Papa... I really tried... It's not my fault people find me invisible,' the young fair haired man thought.
When suddenly a large dark shadow overtook Matthew's small frame and he found himself being pressed down by a large man, or what he thought was a man. All Matthew could see was a vast expanse of beige coat and a heavy weight crushing his slender body, it was hard to breathe. He had to wrench a limb up to smack the man on the shoulder, "e-excuse me Sir! Sir! You're crushing me!" He was surprised to hear a childish chuckle emitting from the tower of a man, "eh? Oh I'm sorry I didn't notice you there! The bus boy had lead me here saying how he would clean up the table soon. I guess we should share the table, da?" The man turned out relatively young scarf clad man with ashy blonde hair and eyes that were very similar shades of his own violet ones. The other started to dust him off and straighten out Matthew's crooked and ruffled clothing. "Hello I am Ivan! What is your name table comrade?" He extended a pale hand for greeting, Matthew reluctantly grasped the hand firmly and shook it. "M-Matthew..." He gave a sigh of relief now that the bigger man had gotten off of him and sat up straighter in his chair. They ended up sitting there and talking for another hour before exchanging contact information.