You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: OMG BRO
You: last night was crazy!!!!!
Stranger: >wat?
You: you don’t remember it, bro?
You: you were SHITFACED
You: you were all over bellatrix and then you vomited on wormtail but i don’t think he minded
You: tbh he looked rather excited
Stranger: WAT ARE U TALKING ABOUT ?
You: about last night, bro!
Stranger: i think u confuse me for the WRONG person
You: don’t be ashamed, bro!
You: it was a sweet night
You: even harry potter and his fag crew came by
You: ‘course, we were all too drunk to fight after all those bacardis
You: but you know how people write weird stories about us on the internet, usually containing some sort of odd love triangle between two drastically different people? i think they call it “fanfiction”?
You: well, it was like that, bro. shit was CRAZY.
You: snape and the sorting hat, hermione and arigog, rita skeeter and fang!
You: actually i’m not that surprised by the last one
Stranger: I HAVE NO IDEA WAT U ARE SAYING!!!!!!!!!!
You: calm down, bro!
You: i understand, i don’t really remember all that much, either!
Stranger: GOD DAMMET I DONO WHAT U ARE TALKIN ABOUT YOU GOT ME CONFUSED FOR A WRONG PERSON
You: it’s aight, v-man. it’s aight.
You: you don’t have to worry
You: bellatrix took the morning after pill
You: and anyway, you look like such an alien that your kid would’ve inevitably resembled post-op heidi montag, and no one would feel bad for aborting such a creature
Your conversational partner has disconnected.