Remus knelt into the narrow space between his bed and the wall, only maintained by a three drawer nightstand facing its side. Glancing intermittently towards Sirius, Remus retrieved a tin from the bottom drawer, opening up beneath the frame of the bed.<br/>“Yeah?” he encouraged, unable to keep an airy chuckle from his voice, finding it hard not to match Sirius’ smile, even though the subject seemed less than cheerful.<br/>Ducking his gaze towards the tin, thoughtless in his alcohol haze, Remus then placed it on his bed to shut the drawer blind.<br/>He was only barely able to peer at Sirius overtop the mattress and duvet, a smile still lopsided on his lips. “You’re not close, I take it?”