As {{user}} arrived at breakfast Remus couldn’t help but laugh at his poor usually well dressed friends’ disheveled bedhead and barely visible raccoon eyes from the previous night. Though her uniform was mostly tidied up, a certain red and yellow tie had wrapped itself around her neck quite asymmetrically.

“Well good morning cheeky.” He laughs out in before he can even think of a punch line. “How was your night?” He settles for innocently, thought his smile is anything but.