A/N: Alright, so I believe I already mentioned that these chapters were not being published in chronological order, but in case I didn't: I am not publishing my chapters in any sort of chronological order. So I know I said I would by posting the Halloween chapter next, and I'm actually almost done writing that, but this little snippet popped into my head and just wouldn't leave me alone. It takes place before Lonesome Thanksgiving and obviously before the Home for Christmas arc. I hope you enjoy it, it's really just more bonding for our boys!

"But, I thought you said you grew up in Hell's Kitchen?" Matt questioned, halting Foggy's almost mindless tirade mid-sentence.

Foggy paused for a moment, almost shocked that Matt had actually been paying attention. He did that a lot come to think of it, just kind of let his mouth wander to fill the silence of the room. Matt had never once complained so Foggy figured he couldn't have a huge problem with it, but he also never figured Matt really paid attention to what he was saying. "Yeah I- I did. Spent my whole childhood there actually. My mom just moved this past year, before I started college."

"Why?" Matt looked genuinely interested as he placed his book off to the side, homework discarded and forgotten for the moment.

"Family mainly. I have a huge extended family, like, ginormous."

"Advanced mathematical term there."

"Oh yes, very advanced. So yeah, she got a nice big house in an uppity looking neighborhood with a backyard and a pool."

"It sounds like you're not a huge fan."

"No believe me, the place is wonderful. The neighborhood on the other hand, well that's gonna take some getting used to." Foggy sighed heavily, falling back against his headrest. "It's just, you know Hell's Kitchen. You know what it's like, the type of people that live there. That's the type of people I'm used to being around. This new place, it's filled with families and grandmas and everybody's in somebody else's business."

Matt released a small huff of a laugh, shaking his head at the thought. "It sounds- interesting." He chose his words carefully, not wanting to offend Foggy.

"Yeah well you can be the judge of that."

Matt's eyebrows dove together, "I can?" He asked hesitantly.

Foggy didn't seem to take notice to his friend's shift in tone. "Yeah I mean, I assume you'll come over eventually. My mom wants to meet you and believe me, when she has her mind set to something, not even an act of God could stop her."

Matt released another tiny, almost disbelieving laugh, more shocked than anything else.

The laugh got Foggy's attention and he glanced up from his computer screen, taking in the small, confused smile on Matt's face. "What is it?"

"Uh, i-it's-" Matt fumbled for words for a moment, before quickly shaking his head with a short sigh. "It's nothing."

"Matt?"

"No really, I'm being ridiculous."

"Matthew what's going on?" Foggy demanded, sounding like a scolding school teacher.

Matt remained silent for a moment, biting his bottom lip in nervous contemplation. He finally conceded with a long sigh. "I've just, never been invited to someone's house before."

Foggy blinked. "Oh." Blinked again. "Well, you can scratch that off your bucket list I guess."

"Yeah I guess I can." Matt replied quietly. He heard the tapping of keys as Foggy went back to typing up one of his assignments, but Matt couldn't contain the small smile of joy the thought of actually being invited to someone's house, a friend's house, brought him.

He'd been a fairly reclusive child, minding his own business and not really making actual friendships with anyone. Of course after the accident, kids didn't want anything to do with him, and he'd embraced the solitude. He'd gotten so used to not having anyone, to believing he was okay with not having anyone.

Matt sought out his book, finding it hidden beneath his covers. As he settled back in to read he found the smile of content still present on his lips, and as Foggy continued to babbled nonsense, he discovered he was okay with not wanting it to go away just yet.