_withoutacause (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _withoutacause) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} the_recruitment,@ 2012-02-15 12:44:00 |
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What: Possibly talking it out
When: Tuesday, before This thread
Where: Gryffindor Boys Dorm
Rating: PG-13, for possible swearing
Status: Incomplete
Sirius was hiding. There really wasn't any other way to put it. He had woken alone a few hours before, having slept the day and night away. He knew there had been nightmares, could taste them in the bitterness in his throat, but even they hadn't been able to break him out of his stupor.
He had dragged himself into the shower a few hours before, hoping the scalding hot water could wash away some of the filth he felt on his skin. He wasn't sure how long he'd spent under the spray, scrubbing till his skin was red and raw, but it hadn't done anything. He still felt wrong, dirty, and no amount of water was going to make that go away.
He crawled back into his bed and closed the curtains, feeling the water drip down his face and pretending it was from his shower. He was... He was completely fucked.