„‘s ‘lright“, Sirius mumbled. He knew he had wanted to say something but did not quite remember what it was. Sirius shook his head and sat up completely and Dom wrapped in only a towel did not help him to focus his mind. “Err…”, he began but was distracted by the water glistening on Dom’s skin.
“Oh, right. Dom, I think becoming parents is a pretty rubbish idea”, Sirius stated, scratching his naked chest with his hand. He may have chosen more sensible words. But being sensible was always such an effort and a stunt that seemed impossible on a Sunday morning.