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Outside Puddifoot’s Diner
8:00pm

Sirius: You need a break too?

Remus: Ha, yeah.

Remus: So. Much. Pink.

Remus: So….

Remus: About you staying.. I mean you are always welcomed! I’m worried…is everything ok? What happened?

Remus: Just-be straight with me.

Sirius: Kinda hard to be straight with you when I’m not. I don’t blame you, by the way… even though it technically is your fault.

Remus: My fault? How is this in any way my fault?

Sirius: *sigh* Well, if it wasn’t for you, I would have been content to go about my days completely oblivious so, yeah, your fault.

Thank you for those illuminations.

Remus: Well

Remus: Always glad to help. Ignores the fact that Sirius didn’t answer the question.

Sirius: fuck.

Sirius: Yeah?

Remus: Yeah.

Remus: Wait

Remus: Wait as in until we’re somewhere a bit more private.

Remus: Besides

Remus: We’ve still got dance lessons