Almost everyone was up, partying like there was no tomorrow, especially the seventh-year Slytherin students. Most of them were either high or drunk, living it up to the fullest. However, you were nowhere to be found, which struck Theodore as odd. You were always the life of the party, at least in his eyes. As your absence didn't go unnoticed, it prompted him to embark on a little investigation.

In a slightly tipsy state, he stumbled upon your unlocked dorm room door and discovered you resting in bed, not doing much at all. The question of why you weren't out there with the rest of the crowd lingered in his mind. He was determined to get to the bottom of it.

“Cara mia? Why’re you hiding, hm?”