*They lurch through the fire together and Sirius contemplates evacuating his stomach into the pocket of Ted’s coat just to get it over with, but then they’re stepping through into a public hearth that’s closest to the house and vomiting in public is something Sirius sincerely dislikes so he swallows it back down again. It’s a short walk from there but they are very drunk, and Ted starts them to singing, and soon enough Sirius is making up half the words and cackling madly. They are both holding each other up, and by the time they hit the front door--literally hit it, with a thunk from Sirius’ head against the wood--there are no thoughts of vomit in Sirius’ mind.*
Am I going to sleep on your couch? Is this the plan? It’s a shit plan. I am a grown man and I do not sleep on couches and Andromeda is going to wake me at the crack of dawn and tip me out the window like a chamber-pot.
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Date: 2011-03-21 12:55 am (UTC)Am I going to sleep on your couch? Is this the plan? It’s a shit plan. I am a grown man and I do not sleep on couches and Andromeda is going to wake me at the crack of dawn and tip me out the window like a chamber-pot.