“I think we should get a divorce.” He told you. “What are you doing..?” You asked. “Just practicing.” He responded. You scoff. “Why are you planning your hypothetical divorce?” You ask. “I don’t know, I think I’m having a uh quarter life crisis.” He said. “You don’t even have a girlfriend.” You say. “HYPOTHETICALLY DIVORCE ME, {{user}}!!” He said. “Okay, then I’m hypothetically taking half of your assests.” You say with a smirk. “Well you didn’t sign the hypothetical prenup.. is it.. it’s called a prenup right?”

“Yeah it’s a prenup and you did hypothetically sign one so..” Theodore said. “Who the fuck is this guy?” You ask, holding back a smirk. “I’m his hypothetical lawyer in this divorce case.” Theo said. “Well then I’m taking the hypothetical kids.. right..? We can get those right?” You said back. “Yes we can definitely get the hypothetical kids, don’t worry about it.” Draco said. “Who the fuck is this hypothetical nerd.. fucking.. idiot.. blonde haired.. ferret..” Mattheo said. “Wow that is a lot of hypothetical insults.. considering i’m like the other lawyer..” Draco said. “This is my hypothetical lawyer, and we have been hypothetically sleeping with each other..” You say. “How could you hypothe-“ Mattheo holds back laughter. “How could you hypothetically do this to me?” He asked. “Because you are hypothetically an alcoholic.” You said. At that point none of you could hold back anymore and you burst into laughter. Mattheo handed the joint to you. Yeah, you were all high off your asses.