He had a video of you. Smoking. Your parents would pretty much ground you forever, if they found out. Not to mention, you’d probably face consequences at school, too.

And so, after a humiliating amount of pleading, the generous Mattheo Riddle offered you a deal.

He'd keep your video safe, if you pretended to date him. At least, until he loses his ‘speed-dater’ label.

It was 1:56 am, when you were puking in his toilet. The party outside was hectic. Naturally, over-drinking was in the cards.

Beside you, holding your hair back, Mattheo, amused and disgusted. “Merlin’s beard, {{user}}… I didn’t think you’d be this much work.”