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Posner is curled up by the fire reading (for fun!) a book of Thomas Hardy poems. He has a cup of tea and a plate of biscuits and looks very cozy indeed.

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In a corner a ways away from him, Orpheus is strumming his guitar, carefully picking out a wintery tune, lamenting the shortened days, the frosty nights. It's a bit colder in that area of the bar than it usually is.

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At the bar itself, Nikola is sitting, contemplating what appears to be a vial of blood. He looks more determined than melancholy, though there's a bit of that in his expression as well.

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Near the back door, Alcide stands. It's throwing him off, the way the date here is different than it is back home. He knows it shouldn't be anywhere near the full moon, but he can practically feel it just outside the door.

It's not that he needs to run; it's more that he wants to, intensely curious about what the woods out there are really like.

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"It's not," Scorpius says, voice somewhat strangled and face burning.

"Frustrating, I mean. It's not like that. We're - It's not like - I see him a lot. For all the sneaking around we have to do, anyway.

"And when we're together it's not like we're not - I mean, we snog and it's got rather, uhm - So, uhm. He's waiting on me too, likely. In that we're both waiting to see each other again? And I - I'm going to shut it now."

Because whatisheevenramblingonabout.

Sometimes the smirking is a reflex Orpheus just can't help. Like right now. He couldn't stop if he tried.

"I see. I think.

"Let me know you ever need any advice on that front."

"You'd only smirk at me the whole time, if I asked..."

Orpheus laughs. "I probably would, but it would still be good advice."

"As good as your music?"

He laughs. "Nothing is as good as my music."

And then, yeah, he smirks.

"Well, almost nothing."

"I'll pretend to know what you're talking about."

"I think you know more than you let on, lovely."

"Don't know what you mean," he responds. Innocently. "Oh look, there's Posner. I think I'll go say hullo to him."

He's smirking again, of course, but he nods. "I meant it about the advice. I'm here if you need any."

And he is good with it, mostly, smirking aside.

Scorpius nods too. "Thanks. I, uhm - I actually appreciate it. I don't really have many people I could talk to about, er, certain things, so."

"Well, add me to the list. I'll try not to smirk so much."

He may not be successful, but he will make the attempt.

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