Remus Lupin (aconiteuser) wrote in ageofdarkness, @ 2010-04-24 17:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | remus lupin, sirius black |
rp: wolfsbane
Who: Remus and Sirius
What: Wolfsbane
When: Wednesday evening (backdated)
Where: Sirius' flat
Warnings: NC-17 sexytimes
Remus had decided that he needed to a job. He'd been a drain on Sirius's resources for long enough. Since he wasn't going to be traveling any more, he needed to pull his weight.
On this particular Wednesday, he had set out to find himself that illusive employment. He was arriving back home from a full day of job-hunting. There was no telling how productive his work had been. Not yet.
He had begun early in the morning, writing out a resume by hand. Muggles liked them to be typed these days, but Remus didn't know how to go about doing that. The resume was partially fudged, partially outright lies. He'd been able to xerox it at the Muggle library. The remainder of the day had been spent prowling the dark alleys of the industrial parts of London, looking for companies that might not ask background questions, companies that might be able to overlook an absence or two a month, companies that didn't mind a hand-written resume. If any companies did decide to hire him, they were instructed to call him. The cell phone seemed to be a nice convenience, and he hoped it would help him get a job in the Muggle world.
He let himself into the flat and hung his coat. It had been raining, and Remus ran his fingers through his wet hair. He hoped for the sake of his job search that he didn't look as waterlogged as he felt.