remy !
“ oh i don’t know . ” he sighed deeply . the air that escaped his mouth caused a silken strand of brown to fly upward before floating back down . “ i’m good at a great many things , ” he continued . it was not narcissism , but rather a fact one that could be true for several of his peers . “ that doesn’t mean i want to do them for the rest of my life . to be fair , even eating gets monotonous after a while . ” and breathing . fucking . living . remus slammed his hand on the table before leaning forward , eyes narrowed on miray as his lips formed a subtle smirk . “ it’s rather humiliating , isn’t it ? an essay about our future plans and i can’t think of a single word . ” // @ofprxphecies