While Sirius had had no real hopes that Remus would want to continue their night together, the offer to share a spliff left him all but elated. He had been honest when he said that he didn’t think that he would be able to sleep, still feeling too high from the news of his mother’s death and by just how easy it had been to convince Remus to spend time with him. He wanted to make the most of it.<br/>“You got one?” He asked with a bright grin, swaying slightly where he stood, but nothing too bad. Despite his request for Remus to get him absolutely sloshed, Sirius found that he was just pleasantly drunk, feeling happier than he had for a while, and lighter somehow.<br/>“I’d love that,” he added, rarely actually smoking that himself, but somehow it wasn’t a huge surprise to him that maybe Remus did.