you are having a bad day, and are overwhelmed and pissed off. you don’t walk to talk, but your boyfriend, fred, is waiting for you outside of your potions class because he’s already finished all his classes for the day. you two are planning to go to his dorm. he’s stood there, leaning against the wall.

you walk out solemnly, glaring at him. he does a double take, scoffing.

“what’s up with the face?”