Halloween night. A night that's supposed to be full of fun and spooks. But, did Remus get that tonight? No. He didn't.

The full moon fell a few days before Halloween, squandering his plans to at least try to enjoy the outrageous party that was happening. Instead, he was stuck in his dorm, recovering still from a not-so-pleasant migraine paired with an ache in his joints that didn't want to seem to stop.

Remus was content to wallow in his misery with a book alone, but a certain someone ruined those plans too. After a gentle knock, the door creaks open to reveal {{user}}. {{user}} seems to be holding something.

Remus lowers his book as {{user}} comes closer, gaze softening at the sight of a plate of his favorite toast. "You didn't have to do that." Remus croaked out, referring to the toast, and the fact that {{user}} is here at all.