I don’t know what to tell you, Sirius. Andromeda knows, and she’s better at this sort of thing than I am.
*Andromeda, for instance, would not be swaying in her seat nearly as much as Ted is, or blowing her nose into a sodden handkerchief nearly so often, and nor would she ever on her worst day look half the mess Ted is now. Still, he presses on, bravely, slurring, pointing an emphatic finger.*
Listen listen listen. Lishen. Lishen. You’ve made your choices, right, and your brother’s made his. He’s not a babe-in-arms. And family’s family, I know you need to look to your family, I know, I do, I understand that Sirius, believe me, but I don’t mean the blood kind. The blood kind’s shit.
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Date: 2011-03-20 11:30 pm (UTC)*Andromeda, for instance, would not be swaying in her seat nearly as much as Ted is, or blowing her nose into a sodden handkerchief nearly so often, and nor would she ever on her worst day look half the mess Ted is now. Still, he presses on, bravely, slurring, pointing an emphatic finger.*
Listen listen listen. Lishen. Lishen. You’ve made your choices, right, and your brother’s made his. He’s not a babe-in-arms. And family’s family, I know you need to look to your family, I know, I do, I understand that Sirius, believe me, but I don’t mean the blood kind. The blood kind’s shit.
I mean the soup kind.