James was only lucky that Sirius had been kind enough to trade off things onto that phone that he'd downloaded when he'd gone through the Doors, otherwise he would have been stuck with nothing but text and photo capabilities, and maybe some of those picture things. Emoties? Something like that. Sirius couldn't quite remember, even though they were fairly delightful.
"What do you mean what?" Sirius asked, feigning outrage even as he flopped more heavily over his friend. It was not the same sort of sprawl that he might use on Remus, with whom he shared a Thing. But instead, just a wholly encompassing sort of playfulness and need to be as ridiculous as humanly possible.
It felt especially important just now, with James just arrived and all. There were still things to tell him. About the future. "I can't believe you're just going to play on your phone. We could be having brilliant adventures."