___<br/>Sirius was hanging in his room, relaxing and reading a comic book he had recently bought. He was lying sprawled on his bed, hair in a messy bun and shirt riding up on his stomach. He didn't even know how he was lying anymore, only that he was somewhat comfortable while still being able to read, so he had simply decided that that was his fate now. He wasn't quite one to care all that much about posture anyway, so he didn't really want to move.