[3/18] birthday
Mar. 20th, 2016 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebloodtraitorLeaning gingerly against Kieren's door frame, Sirius pulls in a breath. There doesn't appear to be a single inch of his body that isn't in pain though at least it's not so bad as to have kept him from making his way to Kieren's flat. Perhaps he should learn how to use that mobile contraption Harry had shown him weeks ago after all.
Though, if Sirius is honest, he'd much rather see Kieren at the moment if only to prove he truly hadn't forgotten. Even if he's given up on the decorations he'd bought and never made it to buying the cake.
He rings the bell carefully, wincing as even so little a movement sends a lance of pain up his arm. He's fairly sure he's broken his clavicle and, come tomorrow, he'll stop by Ron's shop and gather supplies to make himself a potion. He'll be right as rain in no time.
After he's done a bit of groveling, that is.
Though, if Sirius is honest, he'd much rather see Kieren at the moment if only to prove he truly hadn't forgotten. Even if he's given up on the decorations he'd bought and never made it to buying the cake.
He rings the bell carefully, wincing as even so little a movement sends a lance of pain up his arm. He's fairly sure he's broken his clavicle and, come tomorrow, he'll stop by Ron's shop and gather supplies to make himself a potion. He'll be right as rain in no time.
After he's done a bit of groveling, that is.
