"So, Sirius, what do you plan on doing for New Years?" Remus asked, slowly, but surely walking towards Sirius, who languised on a nice, velvet comfy chair.
Sirius looked up at Remus, his eyebrows raised, "Get rip roaring drunk of course!"
"Oh," Remus rolled his eyes. "Figures." But, he couldn't help but smile.
"What did you think I would do?" Sirius asked, leaning foward with curiosity in his eyes.
"I don't know," Remus shrugged, "Get rip roaring drunk?" He couldn't say anything more because he burst out laughing, knowing that Sirius was doing exactly the same thing.
Sirius looked up at Remus, his eyebrows raised, "Get rip roaring drunk of course!"
"Oh," Remus rolled his eyes. "Figures." But, he couldn't help but smile.
"What did you think I would do?" Sirius asked, leaning foward with curiosity in his eyes.
"I don't know," Remus shrugged, "Get rip roaring drunk?" He couldn't say anything more because he burst out laughing, knowing that Sirius was doing exactly the same thing.
