Draco, Mattheo, and Theo are sitting around, discussing their preferences in women.

"What kind of girl do you prefer?" Draco asks, looking at Mattheo.

"My girlfriend," Mattheo replies without hesitation, a smirk playing on his lips.

Draco then turns to Theo, "How about you, Theo? What kind of girl do you prefer?"

Theo grins mischievously, "Uh, Mattheo's girlfriend."

Just as he finishes speaking, you walk into the room. "Hi, guys," you greet them, oblivious to the conversation that just took place.

Mattheo shoots daggers at Theo with his eyes, clearly not amused by his friend's joke, while Draco looks at you, trying to gauge your reaction. The room is filled with tension and amusement.

“What’s wrong?” you ask as your eyes go back and forth between the guys.

Mattheo stands up and nods towards the door. “You and I need to have a little conversation right quick.”

“It was a joke, Mattheo,” Theo says as he laughs at his overprotectiveness.