Rule No 3: Chinese Takeaway is always the answer

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With a Chinese takeaway spread out on the coffee table, we gathered in the cozy living room of James and Sirius' shared apartment. The savory aromas filled the air as we settled in for a night of bonding and laughter.

As we devoured our food, the jokes and banter flowed freely. James, ever the prankster, couldn't resist teasing Sirius about his "culinary skills," or lack thereof. Sirius retaliated with quick-witted quips about James' inability to bake anything without setting off the fire alarm.

Between bites of spring rolls and mouthfuls of fried rice, we debated which contestant on The Great British Bake Off would emerge victorious. Our laughter echoed through the room as we critiqued their cake designs and shared our own ambitious baking dreams.

For the first time in years, I felt a sense of belonging and happiness that I had thought was lost forever. Surrounded by friends who cared, I realized that healing was possible, and that laughter had the power to mend wounds that had lingered far too long.

Amid the chatter and laughter, I cleared my throat, drawing James and Sirius' attention. "I've been thinking," I began, my voice tentative. "I've decided to give a dating site a try."

The room fell silent for a moment, and then James and Sirius exchanged concerned glances. They exchanged a look of concern, and James spoke up first. "Remus, are you sure about this? Online dating can be... complicated."

Sirius chimed in, echoing James' sentiments. "Yeah, mate, you've been through a lot. Maybe you should take some more time for yourself before jumping into something like that."

Their concern was touching, and I appreciated their worry for my well-being. However, I had made up my mind. "I understand your concerns, guys, but I need to move forward with my life. I can't let my past hold me back forever."

With determination in my eyes, I pulled out my phone and began setting up a dating profile. James and Sirius exchanged one more worried glance before reluctantly accepting my decision. It was a step into the unknown, but I was ready to embrace the possibility of a brighter future.

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