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moony

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Padfoot.

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moooooooooooooooooooony

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I'm paying attention to you already; what do you want?

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no youre writing to me thats hardly the same thing as acutally paying attention

where are you

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Buying trousers.

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is that a joke

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No, I really do need more trousers.

I'll be home soon.

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no where are you i want to help

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no
i already bought them
i'm in thor i'm on my way home

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how could you buy them with out advice

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what advice would you possibly give me

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on whether or not they suit you
come on you know i'm brilliant at things like this
coolness &c.

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they fit
they're trousers
unlock the door i don't have my keys

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are you wearing the trousers now

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YES
open the DOOR

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please

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Sirius, open the door!

[That's shouted from the doorstep.]

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[Sirius is waiting by the door, because he is, as always, a little awful. He grins when he hears Remus' voice. He does not open the door.]

No, thanks, we don't need any! Shove off, little girl!

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Sirius, for god's sake, I'm quite tired--

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Hm, that doesn't sound like a please--

[But he knows Remus well enough to know when to push him and when not to push him so, yes, he opens the door now. Just enough that he can lean on it and grin at Remus.]

Hiya, Trousers. Very sexy.

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[He scowls at him, but still huffs and comes inside. His trousers-- jeans-- are very sexy, very well fitted, well done Remus, way to listen to shopkeepers when they tell you what's good on you.]

And what have you been doing all day, then?

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[He gives Remus a wolf-whistle, for good measure--well done, shopkeepers--but relents in that as well a moment later, grinning.]

Absolutely nothing. All day long, nothing. It's been brilliant. Did you choose those all on your own?

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Shut up. Why did you text me, then, were you just trying to alleviate your boredom?

[He makes a direct line for the stove, putting on a kettle. It's been that sort of day.]

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Did you choose those all your own, I said, why didn't you answer-- yeah, because I was bored and I wanted to know where you were and when you were coming home. And here you are so I guess it worked.

[He trails behind Remus, vaguely.]

What happened to you?