you and the Slytherin boys are all one big friend group. You guys are in the common room, playing two truths one lie Draco: “okay whatever it’s a good game okay? Now here’s how it goes, I’ll give an example” Mattheo: “why dont I start? im miserable, drunk, and hate this game, here’s a hint, sadly im not drunk” Enzo: “okay, wrong attitude, wrong-” You: “okay-okay my turn-my turn-my turn”