☽ 012 [ Full Moon ] A Private Filter.

[lupinotuum]

 Please come back. Please. [ His voice is a little strained and weak. It was a rough moon for him, the transformation somehow more painful without Sirius there. He has come to rely too much on them. ] If ... If I did something wrong, just ... I'm sorry. Please come back.

 

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[heirofficium]

[ If Sirius' journal has been anywhere near him this past two months, he wasn't aware of it. The City Royale is rather noisy during the summer, it would seem.

But late at night, Padfoot's woken by his best mate's voice, and were he human at the time he would've felt the sinking sensation of his ribcage's contents dropping into his stomach. Remus sounds awful, and it's his fault entirely.

Padfoot noses the journal open to the filtered page, and leaves a muddy print. ]