Mattheooo

Draco: Hey, Y/n, wanna go out with me? Y/n: no sorry im fating Mattheo Draco: Riddle, huh? Y/n: yea, and you should go before he comes. Draco: Why? Mattheo: finishes his beer and throws the bottle on the ground cause in gonna be the last thing you see before you go bye-bye punches Draco Y/n: laughs bye-bye!