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[theshabbiestofmen]

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[majestyofthethrone]

[She reaches for him and hugs him - she doesn't like to touch people, she doesn't do it often, not with people she doesn't trust, but she does it then, she just reaches out and holds on.]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He jumps a little, startled by that sudden touch, and nearly pulls away-- but he likes it, he likes the simple platonic contact, and he curls into it after a moment.]

I'm all right. Truly I am.

[majestyofthethrone]

[She nods into his shoulder and pulls away. Because they're similar, the two of them. They both have things they hide, that they're ostracized for, but Remus handles it so much better than she does.]

I hope so. You deserve to be.

GOD MICI YOU'RE SO STUPID

[theshabbiestofmen]

And you as well. You know that, don't you?

I KNOW RIGHT

[majestyofthethrone]

[She nods, once, because that's what you're supposed to do, when someone doesn't know the inside corners of the bad things you've done, and looks around]

You can use as many pillows as you like. I won't even mind if you crawl in the bed, really, I don't sleep well so sometimes having someone there helps, but if you don't feel comfortable, that's all right too.

[theshabbiestofmen]

I think Sirius might actually kill me if he found us in a bed together, no matter how platonic our intentions. But I'll take a pillow or three, thank you.

[majestyofthethrone]

[She laughs, then, at the image, although naturally there's no noise.]

Move whatever you like around.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He does, thank you, arranging a rather flat pillow for his head, coupled with quite a few fluffy ones put together to form a mattress.]

Thank you again for the, ah, shelter.

[majestyofthethrone]

[She squeezes his hand - you're welcome - before she crawls into her bed.]

text, auggielocked; backdated to the thing with the wolfsbane!!

[altercate]

What happened?

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[theshabbiestofmen]

It worked, sort of, until it didn't. Nobody was hurt, but I kept switching from my mind to Moony's.

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[altercate]

The wolfsbane?

text, auggielocked; ps I'm still tagging that log if you wanna backdate!

[theshabbiestofmen]

I used it all up. I don't think I'm going to bother with it next month. It's easier to just stay in a room and know for certain I won't hurt anyone.

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[emerges]

don't take this the wrong way, but you — big fluffy you — shed a lot.

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[theshabbiestofmen]

[Oh my god. Oh my god. Remus stares at this for a few seconds before texting back.]

Sorry.

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[emerges]

i'm not holding it against you only because you were a pretty cute ball of fure

but if you're still feeling bad, you're welcome to make up for it by doing my laundry

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[theshabbiestofmen]

I'm not one hundred percent certain you'll get them back unbleached.

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[emerges]

do you know how hard it is to get nice things around here? :(
besides, if you did that, i wouldn't be able leave my room. ever.

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[theshabbiestofmen]

I have many talents, Erica, but doing the wash isn't one. I'm so sorry.

:(

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[emerges]

and what exactly are these many talents you speak of?

:) :) :)

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[theshabbiestofmen]

Magic. Cooking. Speed-reading. Making my bed.

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[emerges]

but could you do all of them at once?

-- magic doesn't count.

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[theshabbiestofmen]

Easily.

:)

[Video]

[vivelavenir]

Hello? Is it-- ah. Yes, that means it's on, doesn't it?

[He's still getting used to this device months later, Gods help him.]

Remus, yes? The one with the defensive magics upon the kitchen barricade.

[A slight, self-conscious smile.]

Might I have a word with you, Monsieur?

[Video]

[theshabbiestofmen]

Ah-- yes, of course!

[His smile is tired but genuine.]

Is everything all right?