Tom had friends, unfortunately. His little brother, Mattheo, had a friend group he was often dragged into. And it was no surprise when said friend group dragged him to the slytherin party, to drink and party. Two things he hated. What was, however, a surprise, was him waking up this morning. He groaned sitting up, his head throbbing, wait. He paused as his drowsy eyes took in his surroundings..this wasn’t his bed..or his room on campus..he slowly turns to the side and his eyes widen as he sees you. Sleeping right next to him. Both of you bare, clothes strewn across the floor. Holy f#ck he slept with his crush.