Remus greatly appreciated Sirius' unprompted exit, and in that moment Remus decided that he liked the second of his roommates. He took a couple of moments to watch the empty doorframe, taking a second to consider what chore he could delegate to a mechanic, before eventually deciding that he could manage.<br/>He took a step towards the door, closing it, before turning to unpack.<br/>______________<br/><br/>Once Remus closed the door, he didn't open it until 9 am the next morning. He had heard James come back a couple of hours after he closed it, but Remus had had no energy to spare to socialize on top of the move. In hindsight, avoiding his flatmates the first evening didn't make the first morning any easier, and Remus hoped he could make it out without much interaction. This, however, soon showed to be mislead.<br/>Despite it being 9 am a Saturday, both James and Sirius were in the kitchenette. The sight took Remus by surprise, only getting to the doorframe before he considered if he should just leave.<br/>James looked like he had been on a run, while Sirius could have just rolled out of bed, wearing nothing but bottoms. Remus, on the other hand, suddenly felt gross; he was wearing a long sleeved shirt underneath last shifts dirty, baby blue nursing home scrubs.<br/>"Good morning," he said none the less, feeling like he had stared for so long that he was unable to back down from the interaction.<br/>"Hiya, Remus, I think you were asleep when I got back," James commented with a friendly smile, once again turning to eye the frying pan on the stove. "Eggs?"<br/>"Yeah, must have been -" Remus breathed, well aware that he hadn't been. "No thanks, I was just gonna get some coffee -"