chapter twenty-three
dmalfoy:
if you're here to be an arse, i'll block you.
dmalfoy:
what do you want?
hpotter:
thank you so much for answering me :)
dmalfoy:
cut to the chase, potter. i'm busy.
hpotter:
malfoy, please...
hpotter:
uh... how do i do this?
hpotter:
have you heard about my latest match?
dmalfoy:
you're joking, right? you've messaged me just to tell me you've matched with zabini then? i was enjoying my radio silence from you... i don't care that you've matched with him. or anyone for that matter. i don't care.
hpotter:
it's not so much about zabini, malfoy. i mean, it is to a certain extent but like... merlin, i'm terrible at this.
hpotter:
i've been thinking a lot.
dmalfoy:
and let me guess, your brain isn't used to thinking, so you're having a mental breakdown because smoke's flying out of your nitwit skull, right?
hpotter:
malfoy, please!
hpotter:
you know what? nevermind.
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