No it isn't, first off, and who says I've not gotten anywhere. You don't know what you're talking about, and you're only taking such pleasure in gloating because you've never had the chance to do it before now.
[He rolls his eyes again--a little more gently, maybe--and flops back as well as he gulps down his next sip.]
Mghnf. You can tell me about your stupid romantic conquests if you like. I don't actually care. Or-- I dunno. Books you've read. Whatever it is you occupy your time with.
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[Defiantly, he takes another swig from the bottle, glaring at Remus.]
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So congratulations. Enjoy it, I guess.
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[He smirks over at him once more before swigging again at the whiskey.]
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Oh, shut up, or I'll leave.
[There's really nothing to that threat, though--clearly, he doesn't mean it.]
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[He grins and flops back on their bed, more pleased than he'll admit that they're friends again.]
What would you like to talk about, then?
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Mghnf. You can tell me about your stupid romantic conquests if you like. I don't actually care. Or-- I dunno. Books you've read. Whatever it is you occupy your time with.
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[Now you're speaking his language, Remus! He grins a little, looking around at that.]
What, from nothing? I could do-- purple seas, and trees made of chocolate for you, things like that?