I need to remember these.

( all of these )

I'm sorry I haven't been around much lately. Things have been getting very busy with rehearsals: I'm there almost every day, even though more often than not I don't actually work on my own scenes. I was suddenly given the part of the gravekeeper's friend, so there's a few more lines to memorize. I'm rather exhausted.

But, on the whole, the summer is going well. I've really liked being independent and somewhat adult-like. Sirius came over last weekend and we went on a ride on his motorbike. It was insane, but -- fine, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I still don't want to go flying, though.

[locked to those who know]
I'm worried about tomorrow. I assume Sirius will come over, but my parents might make it, and I don't know what to do if they all end up being here at the same time. Mum's last letter said they were going to try their hardest to make it back for this moon, and I would like to see them, but I haven't heard anything solid yet. With just -- everything going on, I already feel stressed out enough. Then add onto that the moon and worries about my family...
Well, at least Hogwarts starts up again in less than a month. I wonder when the Head boy will be announced.

"He does confess he feels himself distracted;
But from what cause he will by no means speak."

Remus read through Guildenstern's and the Queen's lines silently, nodding along to the beat of the iambic pentameter. "Most like a gentleman."

When Rosencrantz's lines came up, Remus quickly looked away from his script, closing his eyes and walking around the room. Most of them came to mind quickly, but-- well, for now, at least, he could blame his forgetfulness on the thoughts of the boy coming through the floo shortly. Or, no, Sirius would probably Apparate. Remus should take that test soon.

"Niggard of question; but, of our demands,
Most free in his reply."

He wondered when Sirius would get here. Should he -- do anything? He had already cleaned up the place a bit, not that it had been too messy (it was Remus, after all) but it had at least been something to do.

"Madam, it so fell out, that certain players
We o'er-raught on the way: of these we told him;
And there did seem in him a kind of joy --

a kind of joy, a kind of joy," Remus stumbled over the line, glancing down at his script before continuing.

"To hear of it: they are about the court,
And, as I think, they have already order
This night to play before him."

Sitting on the settee in the front room, Remus scratched the back of his neck and tried to breathe easily. It'd be fine. He'd just-- go with it, see how things went, they'd make lasagna, that'd be fun, perhaps watch a movie, and. Then. Things. And tomorrow! Motorbike, oh gods. Well, it. It had to be better than the last time Sirius came over. Right?

Proof that cats really are horrible creatures: they know which type of purr is best to exploit their humans.

This was going to be awkward, wasn't it. Remus sat on one of the chairs in the study, glancing up from his book every few seconds to examine the fireplace. He really wished Gary hadn't told him about this whole -- crush thing.  Maybe he was dense, but Remus honestly hadn't even begun to suspect that Petey -- liked him.  It -- well.  It wasn't the sort of thing Remus knew how to deal with.  Only three people had ever expressed interest in Remus before: a Ravenclaw girl in third year, who he had promptly hid from for months on end; Sirius, which clearly ended a little better; and Jean Paul.  Enough said.

And now -- Petey  D:  Remus wanted to be friends -- sure, just friends -- but really, friends!  He liked Petey!  They got along, they had similar interests and goals and now -- THIS, what did he do, what did he do?  He didn't mention it, that's what.  At least that's what Sirius suggested, at least today, at least until next time.  Augh.  This was pretty short notice, after all; two days before the audition, one before the full moon.  Remus was already feeling a little tired and worn out, and he knew it wasn't just because today had been his first day of work.

Remus tried to apply himself again to the soliloquy he was going to perform for the audition.  Why was he even doing this audition, again?  He was going to fail so horribly, he was just going to freeze up, this was so stupid.  He raked a hand through his hair, forgetting the fireplace for a moment, in favor of other anxieties.

The house is back to being really, really quiet. I got used to the hubbub of the weekend and now this almost seems oppressive. I was dog-sitting the neighbor's mutt for the weekend, which of course meant Sirius had to come and play with the dog. So now that both Vincent and Sirius are gone, things are just -- still. It's odd.

But I won't be just sitting here all day today, so that's okay. Today is my first day of work! I'm looking forward to getting out and earning money, having something actual to do. I work at the tea shop Monday and Tuesday, and the bookstore Thursday and Friday. My schedule my shift a little bit, and both my bosses are extremely flexible if I want to go on a trip or something. But I think this is pretty great. My longest shift is six hours and, well, I'm looking forward to it.

I need to talk to WPP sometime soon, too, about tomorrow night. Wednesday's a busy day for me, so I think I'd like to have that all arranged soon, so I don't have to worry about it.

[locked from Petey]
I have to talk to the other Pete before Wednesday, too; he's coming over, but... maybe I should put that off, and -- I don't know. Now that I know he likes me, it's just a little weird. I've never had to deal with something like this before. I'm hoping Gary was wrong, but now that I look at it all, maybe he isn't and ugh. I don't know.

Pick one of my characters and I'll tell you...

→ why I decided to play this character
→ my favorite scene or bit of interaction concerning this character to date
→ my favorite original aspect about this character (world-building for ocs or head-canon for fcs)
→ the last thing they did "off screen"
→ what their last words would be if they died tomorrow
→ what the next thing I'm doing for them is (narrative, post, shelving, whatever)

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My list of characters is here, but here are the people I usually pull out:
Remus Lupin, everso_boring
Jack Havemeyer, justjack_really
Elliot Molyneux, rly_veryrich
Lela Badeaux, areyou_stupid