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[jiilys]

worthy punishments

aka good crimes part two: plague edition 

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“Coffee?” Sirius to Lily, who looked barely human on the living room floor.

“Absolutely.”

“Decaf?”

“Shit-head.”

“How was the break through?” Sirius, putting the jug on, leaning against the kitchen cabinets.

“It wasn’t one. I just had to write a thousand words to figure that out.”

“Grim.” Sirius said, half listening.

“Undeniably. Good sleep?”

“Spent most of the night trying to find a weed dealer who delivers.”

“On Incognito I hope?”

“Obviously. MI-6 isn’t catching me.”

“Find anyone?”

“A few. Also an acid guy.”

“No acid.”

“Well, we’ll obviously do coffee first–“

“We are not dropping acid locked inside during a pandemic. We’ll kill each other.”

“I’m telling you,” Sirius, pulling out two cups, half clean, “maybe acid will give you the thesis break through–“

“Christ–“

“For your studies, Evans–“

“Stop trying to pitch me on acid before coffee.”

“After coffee?”

Lily groaned. Sirius stirred the coffees with a fork, looking at her expectantly.

She considered. “How good is the pitch?”

“There’s a Powerpoint.”

She sat up, “Really?”

“Okay, no, but listen,” Sirius, walking over with the overfull coffees, liquid slopping out, “Just drink this first.”

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They both set lockdown goals. Lily wanted to write ten thousand words before it was over. Sirius wanted to learn to light a cigarette off their electric stove. When asked to pick another goal, Sirius said his second goal was to complete his first goal.

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