No matter how many times it rolled around, somehow, Cox had always managed to avoid Chocolates Day... until now. It had never occurred to him just how much of an evil-minded bitch Lily Evans could apparently be. When he got back to normal, there were going to be words (AKA shouting) about
what she'd done to himIn the meantime, though, he was
(
Read more... )
Walking over, Remus plopped himself down on the couch next to the angry teenager. "Aren't you a little young to be drinking that, Perry?" he asked, torn somewhere between concern and amusement over Cox's plight.
Reply
He snorted and tipped the bottle back, his entire posture radiating defensiveness. "What's it to you?" he shot.
Reply
"I just noticed you look a little... unusual," Remus asserted. "Did you eat some chocolate you shouldn't have?"
Reply
At the question, he barked out a laugh. "Your friend Lily drugged me. I guess she thought this would be a whole fucking barrel of laughs."
Reply
((OOC: I forgot to mention that I haven't had a chance to read any Cox/Remus back posts yet. If you feel like emailing me links so I'm not just flying by the seat of my pants, I would love you for at least the next five minutes.))
Reply
He turned around and folded his arms, baring his teeth. "Because last I remembered, it wasn't anyone else's Goddamn business what I do with my time. Did that change and I missed it? And especially not yours, jackass."
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
"So you're not trying to help, and you're not doing anything. Does it make you feel good knowing you're hanging around a bar trying to fight a teenager?" He sniffed and smirked haughtily. "I bet your social calendar is real full."
Reply
"You aren't really a teenager," he pointed out. "So, no, I don't really feel particularly bad about starting this fight. Although if it would make you feel better, I'm sure I could ask Stephen for an aging-up potion."
Reply
He leaned back and crossed his arms tightly, nostrils flaring as he eyed the werewolf. "Why don't you do that, then? Go fix me."
Reply
Reply
It took him a moment to decide that for some ungodly reason, the guy actually wasn't screwing with him. He rolled his eyes and turned away. "Yeah, right. Get out of here."
Reply
Leave a comment