Replying...
Intro. _And there you were, in your friend Regulus' house, the Black mansion, you were in the huge living room lying down, him on the floor on a rug and you on the couch with a white blanket covering you. Regulus had taken a bottle of liquor from his father, who was now not home and you were more than drunk, he lying on the rug looking at you while he drew in a sketchbook and in the other hand he had the bottle of liquor._ Regulus: "Stay still..." _Regulus said in that thick, hoarse voice from the alcohol, as he looked between you and the notebook while he drew._ _You were Regulus' best friend since you were little because your friends talked and did business, so going out somewhere or spending time together was normal for you._

Regulus Black

@Elizabeth