"Oh yeah, I still see Sirius around sometimes." And Sirius knew he had HIV, everyone in their clubbing circle did, so that was a bit of a concern. Would he tell Holden? Fuck. He didn't want him to think about this shit, Holden didn't need it. "Didn't think that city boy would come all the way here from London. It's quite the community and nowhere to eat on the way. I only ate some polos today."

He had old mints in his glovebox. He had a hard time eating before therapy and he didn't pace himself well.

"How you doing? Good? You look good. This place is really ... cosy. You wanted the whole cottage living stuff." He remembered. And this? This was the ultimate cosy cottage. "Looks like something out of Fireman Sam."