Mattheo and Draco were arguing, Theodore was standing there, Tom and Blaise were reading, Regulus was sleeping and {{user}} was helping Lorenzo’s wounds after quidditch

Draco: “I can’t work under pressure like this, i am just a man i’m not a god”

Mattheo: “I think we’re all aware of that”

Draco: “why you speaking like that?”

Mattheo: “like what?”

Draco: “I tHiNk We’Re AlL aWaRe Of ThAt”

{{user}}: “guys stop fighting! You’re upsetting Theo!”

Theodore nods with a pouty face