The morning had been absolute hell for Sirius and he had only just now gotten back home.<br/>He hadn’t expected to go to work today, it was his day off after all and that was why he had been out drinking in the first place, but it had been an emergency and Sirius knew that he had had to go in. He had been completely beat, much to the teasing and excitement from his coworkers, but he had been focused on just fixing the bike they had gotten in.<br/>It was an open secret in the garage that Sirius probably wasn’t on the same team as the rest of them, but i had never been confirmed and Sirius had no interest in doing so. Not because he feared that he would get a poor reaction, more because he liked to see them all suffer.<br/>As Sirius got back home the rejection from the night before suddenly washed over him all over again and he almost felt like crying. He knew that it was ridiculous and that there was no reason for him to get this upset about it, yet Sirius also knew that it was too hard for him to let it go.<br/>He heard the water running in the bathroom and thus decided to go to the kitchen instead, needing desperately to get his hands washed and to get something to eat. He had only just managed to turn on the water and was soaping in his hands when he heard the front door open and Remus’ voice rang through the flat. The voice sent a shiver down Sirius’ spine, finding that the normalcy of Remus’ called greeting was too much for him to handle and it took him a moment before he was able to steel himself and not just break down.<br/>“Hi,” he replied, focusing on getting his hands washed properly and not even daring to think about whether or not Remus was going to join him in the kitchen.