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James Potter you fucking himbo. If I hear that blender again before 9am I'm going to stick your face in it and press pulse.

Apologies Evans. Came the quick response, followed by – Does anyone want a green juice?

Your face is a green juice, Remus tapped out.

Sometimes he puts a banana in and calls it monkey snot.” Sirius murmured at him again around the straw.

Landlord,” James smirked. “Clearly he felt bad about your leaky pipe situa-”

“Not my leaky pipes,” Remus corrected quickly.

“No I definitely remember him saying how sorry he was for your terribly embarrassing gushing leakage.”

Who the fuck was that?” Sirius' hiss betrayed his annoyance.

“Her lab partner,” Remus supplied. This was the first time they had spoken directly since earlier. Maybe properly since Friday. He took a drink.

“What did they fucking grow him in there?”

Give it back.”

“No.”

“I said give it back Prongs you monumental arse.”

Sirius why do you have waffles?”

“Remus brought them back for me,” James continued to look outraged even as Remus flushed a vivid crimson. When said out loud like that, it did feel a bit stupid.

“For you?”

“Yes.”

“After last night?”

“Yes,” this time it was Remus who replied, despite his blush. James put his hands on his hips and let out a huff of air.

“Are you going to share?”

“Absolutely not,”

There are pants on that guitar case.”

Remus felt himself squirm at James' words, at what were clearly his pants, but Sirius refused to be embarrassed at all. In fact he seemed to take it all as something of a challenge, turning to face James, expression smug.

“The pants live here too. They have as much right to be here as any of us.”

“I was coming to check on you,” James grumbled. “I was making breakfast, but clearly it's dicks out at dawn in here.”

“Mhm, and you're not invited,”