Opening the door you found...

"Matthew!"

Feliks gived you a puzzled look. "Matthew? Who's Matthew?"

This "Matthew" looked at the two of you with bright blue eyes, and his dirty blonde hair shone underneath the radiant sunlight that seeped through the crack of the door. He held a white stuffed bear in his arms, had basic rectangular glasses, and had a cute little stray curl hanging in front of his face.

"Well, clearly," you began as you pushed the door wide open and ushered Matthew inside. "Clearly you know Matthew if you invited him to this party of yours."

Feliks knit his brows together. "I seriously don't remember inviting this guy. Like, really, who is he?"

"I-I'm Canada." You heard the voice behind you, and nodded in agreement. "Does that...jog your memory?" he asked quietly.

Feliks looked up at his ceiling in thought. "Ehhh...not a lot...you know, you totally look like Alfred."

Matthew shook his head in return. "No! Well, I mean, I guess I do, but I just hate it when people mix me up with him!"

"I didn't really say I totally mixed you two up. Like, I said that you just look a lot like him." Feliks covered his mouth and giggled. "Anywaaaaays, I'm going to go back and like, make something to drink or whatever.~" He winked and started walking away, putting a little swing into his hips as he strutted off. You felt a twist in your stomach when you realized that Feliks had left you alone with Matthew. He looked up at you with his unseemingly mesmerizing eyes.

"Hi," he says suddenly. "I never really got to introduce myself. I'm Matthew Williams. You can call me Matt or Canada too. I don't really care. As long as you don't call me America..."

You were really surprised with his straightforwardness. "Oh...okay. Hi. I'm ______. It's...nice to meet you." You held your hand out and the two of you exchanged handshakes.

"What was that about?" Matthew asked after shaking hands.

"Well, I didn't want to make an awkward pause or anything like that," you replied.

"Got it," Matthew said quietly. He looked out of a window and held his stuffed animal close. Things were actually getting kind of awkward, so you thought it would be a good idea to check on Feliks.

"Matthew? I'm quickly going to go see what Feliks is up to."

He looks at you with confusion and desperation in his eyes. He made it look like you were about to leave the poor guy alone forever. "Wait-" he said. "I want to tell you something before I won't be able to."

You turned to him and raised an eyebrow. "Okay...what is it?"

"I...well..." He closed his eyes and turned away from you again. "I think you're cute- no, you're really beautiful. I kind of...like you?" You could tell his face was turning redder by the second.

You took Matthew's shoulders and turned him around. He just stared at you and held his white bear. With a small sigh, you leaned towards him and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

"Hey, I'm cool with that. But we'll have to talk about that later.~" You winked at him and ran excitedly to the kitchen to tell Feliks about everything that just happened.