Post-Clusterfuck RP party

[sonofthestars]

[Sirius escapes into the cool air outside, after just having his mind destroyed by the many different stories and incarnations of himself and Remus that all happened to be in the same room together

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[boyofthemoon]

[Remus walks over silently and sits down beside Sirius. He reaches into his denim jacket and pulls a slightly crumpled packet of cigarettes free. He tucks one behind his head before offering them to Sirius, idly flicking the lighter on and off with his other hand]

[sonofthestars]

[Sirius doesn't have to look up to know it's Remus-- his Remus-- sitting next to him. He knows it's not the best decision to remain sitting there, even if it was Remus who came to see him. If anything, Remus was probably just there to tell him that it was over for good.]

[He unconsciously takes one of the offered cigarettes and fiddles with it between his fingers, unwilling to light it just yet.]

I don't think I can do this right now, Remus. I got a little too much information inside, and I'm still trying to sort through it. [He sounds exhausted, and his words are tired, as if they've been said over and over until they've lost all meaning. I don't want a fight, Remus. Not now, not anymore. You wanted a clean break, and I'm giving it to you.

[boyofthemoon]

No. [Remus sounds determined despite the terrified waver in his voice] No, we have to do this now Padfoot. I have to do this now, all right? I have to talk to you right this second before I lose my bottle and the whole Universe goes to shit.

[sonofthestars]

We've tried this before, haven't we?

[Sirius can feel the sharp and rough edges of his broken heart. He fears they are about to get trampled on again.]

What makes this time any different?

[He's still rolling the cigarette between his fingers, but he does nothing to stop Remus from talking or persuade him to do otherwise.]