116. Grey
Whoever had said choices should be black and white was definitely wrong. Remus Lupin paced up and down the crumbling hallway outside of his good friend Tonks' bedroom. He ran his hands through his mousy brown hair. 'Should I do it?' he asked himself. 'What if she says no, will things be awkward between us? I hope she thinks enough of me.' He finally decided and knocked on the door. 'I'll do it, be brave. The worst she can do is say no.' A frazzled looking Tonks smiled at him and Remus blushed.
"Do you need anything?" She asked.
"Well I think I need to ask you something," he stuttered. "I was wondering if you'd like to-" He stopped short when he saw Charlie clad only in boxers climb out of the messy bed and saunter to the washroom.