Mmmm. Perfect and summer-esque and lazy. I am ever so happy. Especially because of this conversation:
“What are you doing, Padfoot?”
There was no good answer to that, when you’re caught on all fours and sniffing your friend’s stomach. Sirius considered transforming into a dog, but then decided that would be the coward’s way. He would stand by his own tongue.
“Um.”
“I see.”
This would have been an uncomfortable silence, if Sirius hadn’t been entranced by Remus’ freckles (they were so close!) again and forgotten all about the conversation they were supposed to be having.
Hahahaha. I do so love awkward Sirius.
and his shirt has lifted up revealing a few inches on pale skin. Here, I do believe that you meant to say that 'his shirt had lifted up, revealing a few inches of pale skin', instead of 'on pale skin'. Yes, that is a tiny and insignificant typo in the world of typos, but I thought you might like to know. Fabulous freckle piece.
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Date: 2005-06-27 12:26 pm (UTC)Hahahaha. I do so love awkward Sirius.
Here, I do believe that you meant to say that 'his shirt had lifted up, revealing a few inches of pale skin', instead of 'on pale skin'. Yes, that is a tiny and insignificant typo in the world of typos, but I thought you might like to know.
Fabulous freckle piece.