Date: 2007-01-27 05:57 am (UTC)
Right.

Fuck.

Sirius watched his empty glass throughout John's description, as though willing it to be full again. He nodded as the man spoke, feeling as though he was going to be sick. He winced when John said Remus was probably in pretty dire straights-- that was his own fucking fault for listening when Remus told him he didn't need Sirius to leave him any money in his will-- and then final stood up, left a few coins on the bar to pay for the whiskey, and then walked over to where John was sitting.

"You didn't fuck him, did you?" he growled. Everything about John indicated that he probably knew a thing or two about fighting, but that didn't stop Sirius from doing his best menace.

It may not have been the most practical decision, to kill every one of Remus' clients, but it seemed like the most satisfying at the moment.
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