He was driving through the United States of America with a man who wouldn’t speak to him except in angry glares, and he could see nothing but trees. And he was ravenous. And needed the loo. Bollocks.
My favorite paragraph and I don't even know why. Remus almost losing patience I suppose. . .
Road trip! God, I just love the feel, the whole idea of this fic. Traffic jams and bad directions and driving generally bring out the BEAST in everyone, so when you throw a werewolf and a Death Eater into the mix, the possibilities are mind-boggling. . .
Though, on the good side, Snape taking Remus' experiences as a waiter to heart and actually NOT wanting Sherri to spit in his food seems hopeful.
Plus associating Snape in any way with Peaceful Easy feelings (I assume that's where the name of the fic comes from) is brilliant!
Am looking forward to those charmed shackles getting used!