The sun was beginning to rise over London's tall buildings, and light was beginning to pour into Matt's bedroom window. In time the blades of light woke Matt up from his slumber, breaking through his deep dreams of the days on stage in the band. Within seconds Matt came back to reality and remembered how his band had split just one month ago. The split was still painful to Matt, and he was in no mood to face the press once again.
With a stumble Matt picked his sculpted body out of bed, closed the blinds, and went back to bed.
Just minutes later Matt's phone began to ring, and woke him yet again.
'Hullo?'
'Hey Matt' the voice replied, and Matt recognized it as the voice of the bands previous manager, 'gotta rush but just to let you know we've been talking about you guys and we've decided we want to take you forward into a solo career!'
'I...I just, well, don't know what to say?!'
'No need to say anything Matt, just meet us at the studio tomorrow at 10am, sharp! Bye dude.'
'I'll be there! Thanks!'
Matt felt great! He decided it was time for a celebration. He got up, put on his 30'' jeans and tight muscle tee, and tidied up the flat. He invited his best mates Jason and Aaron over to share a pizza or three, a few beers and a glass or two of champagne.
Now that Matt didn't have to tour yet, and had light at the end of the tunnel with a solo career, he debating whether to take a month to relax. Things like forgetting the gym and eating whatever whenever for a while, to chill out. Then again if Matt's going to launch a solo career it might be good if he goes to the gym more and bulk up weight wise so that he can boast larger arm muscles at least!
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