RP: Clorinda and Sirius Who: Clorinda and Sirius What: Clorinda has questions about Sirius' behaviour the past day and a half Where: Marauders Den When: 13 September, 1987 Rating: low
Last night had been strange. She didn't know Sirius well, but she could see changes in a person. Sirius had been all over the places emotionally through dinner and when they were flying. He'd thrown weird looks at the journal, as if the inanimate object could come back to bite him. She hadn't said anything, because... well because she almost felt like a stranger looking into someone's house, but she'd taken the day today to think about his strange behaviour.
She had finished moving her personal things, and the alone time had been helpful. Then she'd brought everything here and fixed the room. Sirius' strange behaviour had continued, but she had a chance to view it from afar, almost like studying the right way to gain access to an underground area. Dinner had been pleasant but then it was hard not to be happy with food on the table. Clorinda really did love her food.
Getting up, she started bringing the plates to the sink. "You're upset. You drink more when you're upset and then you get angry and then you apologise." She wasn't accusing or judging him, but she hoped that if they started with a set of facts the discussion might be easier. "I can ignore it, but I don't know how well this marriage will work if we always ignore it. You can tell me what's wrong. Or I can ask and you can tell me some times and not others. What is your preference?"