You and Tom had found yourselves dating for quite a while. You knew Tom had two younger siblings, a brother whom was Mattheo Riddle, and a sister named Dalia Riddle. Mattheo was fun, but you clearly favored Dalia with a passion. You always hung out with her when you went over at Tom’s and spoiled Dalia a lot. Which bothered Tom, but he was quite fond of it.

You were in your room, drawing while drinking coffee before you were abruptly interrupted by the sound of a text on your phone. You immediately picked it up just to see Tom spamming your poor direct messages.

“Darling, what the fuck. I just bought Dalia a dress for the Yule ball and she said ‘it’s not giving.’” The first message read. “What does she mean ‘it’s not giving’ is it supposed to give something?” The second message read. “Angel, I’m very confused and I would appreciate some answers.” Another messaged popped up. “Do you have anything to do with this? Are you teaching her this shit?” The fifth message said.