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Sirius O. Black (pad_foot) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-03-07 23:50:00

Entry tags:

dorian gray, sirius black

Who: Sirius and Dorian. Open to Remus.
What: Stumbling home after a drink or two. Or twelve.
Where: Colligo streets, then Sirius' flat.
When: Late on the night of the 7th March.
Rating: Probs highish for language and stuff.
Status: Incomplete

Sirius leant back against a wall, attempting to use his PDA by holding it an inch from his face and squinting at it angrily. But it didn't really work, and when he pulled his wand from behind his ear and poked at the little muggle device, it just gave a weird squeaking noise and turned into a dog toy shaped like a bone. Sirius froze, looking completely baffled, then swore loudly.

"Oh, fucking thing!" He scowled at it, then shoved the dog toy and his wand into his back pocket and looked around the darkened street. A street lamp sent a weird orange glow over the scene, but the street appeared empty apart from the animagus stood on the corner, swaying slightly as the alcohol sent his world spinning. They were only a few minutes walk away from this flat, but Dorian had apparently managed to get lost in the two minutes Sirius had been occupied. "Gray!" He bellowed, in no particular direction. "Dorian! Come the fuck on, mate!"

Sirius and Dorian had been to the pub for a casual drink, which had turned into a few more casual drinks, and before he knew it they were being kicked out alongside their little group of drunken friends (none of whom they'd known more than three hours) because last orders had been served an hour ago and no' one really knew what they were still doing here. So, bidding goodbye to their temporary friends, Sirius and Dorian had started the winding, wobbily walk home towards building D. And it really was bloody cold and Sirius rather wanted a burger, so where the hell had his infuriatingly attractive drinking companion sloped off to?

"Dorian!" Sirius tried again. "Are you taking a piss? Or have you died in a gutter?"

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seemysoul
2011-03-09 04:04 am UTC (link)

Dorian snickered, gratefully sinking onto the couch and placing the cigarette between his lips--once he had calmed himself enough not to snort smoke, that is. He took the cigarette out of his mouth again, to muffle his laugh cough with his upper arm, hiding it with a cough. Not that clearing his throat was much quieter than laughing.

"If we drink any more, we might drown," he hissed, "And if we don't drown, then you better hope we pass out before we get any 'quieter.'"

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pad_foot
2011-03-09 04:21 am UTC (link)

"Don't be boring," Sirius hissed back from the kitchen, over the sound of the fridge opening and closing and the clink of bottles. Sirius staggered back in a moment later, holding two beers. "It's just beer!" he argued, "It's not even real drink. Not really."

He passed Dorian the drink before he had time to argue, throwing himself down in the space next to his twin and throwing long legs up to rest over the other mans. Sirius was always a bit overly friendly, and he was never backwards about being forward. Especially when he was off his face on shots. Sirius took a gulp of his beer and a drag of the cigarette balanced in his hand.

"Who were those people we were drinking with all night?" he asked, attention mostly fixed on the scroll of paper burning down between his fingers.

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