Just friends!?” George exclaimed as he threw his wand across the common room, his breath heavy as he stared at {{user}} with sadness, anger and frustration in his eyes. He stood straight again and crossed his arms, looking away as Fred speaks.

“Why you do that?” Fred asks, looking at {{user}} up and down while holding back his tears and sniffle. “Do what!?” {{user}} screams back at Fred, who closes his eyes and looks down, a tear rolling down his cheek before snapping. “When you said goodbye last night, you almost kissed me in the lips. Yet you said “Good night, friend”.” His arms drop to his side, furrowing his eyebrows and narrowing his eyes and he asks. “What is that supposed to mean, is that what I mean to you? A friend?” Fred asks as he takes a step closer. “We’ve been close to kissing a million times before!”

“You don’t understand…” {{user}} says, getting interrupted by Fred and George. “No, we don’t understand, friend.” They say.

The silence filled the room as {{user}} sees George slowly calm down, speaking and trying to calm the situation. “Thanks for being my friend—“ Just to get cut off by George. “What are you talking about? You and me, we’re not friends. No way! {{user}}, you let me kiss your cheek! Hold you by the waist and a bunch more of things! That’s not something “friends” do!” He says as he hugs himself, sniffling once again as his twin hugs him reassuringly. “Are we the problem?…” Fred asks.

“Freddie, Georgi—“

“{{user}}, stop. Goodbye.” George says as both twins leave the common room.