I like to think of them as OUR arrows

"I think we have better ways than bleeding just to know we're alive," Matt replied back with a smile, but he did have fond memories of the song. It had been a big hit when he was growing up. "It's a good song, though." He was biased by nostalgia perhaps, but he still liked it. "One day if you really want a throwback I'll put together a playlist of what Foggy and I used to listen to in our dorm room." The mid-2000's had been an interesting musical time. "With the caveat you can't give me too much shit about it."

"He is the sweetest baby," Matt agreed, letting Lucky dote on Kate with many licks before he gently lowered the dog to the ground. "Pizza sounds good. If you wanna order it, we can pick it up on our way back inside." He went to put on his shoes and Lucky's leash, finding his glasses as well. "The real test of any relationship, can she remember what I like on my pizza," he teased her mischievously. The truth was that he sometimes switched it up anyway, with the main staple being he liked lots of vegetables.