Remus woke up with a surprisingly good sleep, Bagel crawled off their place on his back shuffling to the pillow and faced Remus with their many sparkling eyes, "good morning Bagel, how are you?" the tarantula moved forward and rubbed against Remus' face, Remus smiled "you know you're the only gluten I can tolerate? That makes you special" Bagels eyes shone like stars at the statement and she climbed into Remus' hair as he sat up and got out of bed.

Staggering across the room and opening the wardrobe to find something that seemed decent to wear, work needs that of him, Remus knew that he was going to be working on set stuff for most of the day but also was needed to make sure cues for specific things were written down in the script, Ro and him had talked about it over dinner the night before so they had a main idea for when lights were being done and for sound, it just needed to be tested.

That was for the afternoon though, Roman said that he would be going through the script for a few hours until lunch, then they'd all band together and start work on actually acting it out in preparation for the play night in two months time.

He grabbed two sets of clothes, one an older set and a change of pants and shirt for when they were blocking. Since after today there's a meeting with a community charity requesting their theatre they'll need to be professional, which Remus hated but did so just to make sure Roman wasn't treated unfairly which has happened in the past.

He carefully tugged his shirt on cautious of the tarantula still in his birdsnest of a hair, and through thorough practice pulled on his light wash denim jeans, they were covered in old paint that was from previous times of painting the old sets, his shirt was no different. It was an old college shirt Roman had a matching one in similar condition since it was their painting/shits going to get messy shirts.

He stuffed the other clothes in his satchel with his script which contained all the juicy details for the lighting and sound then and only then did Bagel move from her spot on Eemus's head to his free shoulder, Remus chuckled at the little trouble maker, "what do you think your doing Bagel?" He muses leaving his room. Bagel shuffles to the crook of Remus' neck and stays, he could feel their need for affection growing just at the small gesture. He makes himself a coffee going into a small jar that he had up and locked strongly so Bagel couldn't get into it and pulled out a couple of flies, she almost didn't notice from what Remus was detecting from Bagels tiny actions.

He sat at the bench and placed the flies on the coaster taking an upset Bagel off his shoulder and placing them in front of them, as Bagel reluctantly ate the flies he stroked the hair of the spider softly as to not startle, "it's one of those days huh?"

Remus hummed softly focusing on his lil buddy cus Bagel needed him more than Roman needed his attention, Athena walked over making a growl and Bagel didn't even realize his friend was there. "Man she's really out of it today..." roman states going and petting Athena, "I'm sure she'll be fine, I'm fine, maybe since we've been working all day and half the night isn't helping her. I'm not giving her enough attention might be the problem"

Roman sighs leaning on the bench in thought, stirring his coffee, "maybe tomorrow we all take the day off, we have been working in prep for the musical may as well have just a day, it won't hurt, if it's affecting your companion it could be affecting Athena and others companions too" Bagels eyes were closed in a sweet moment of bliss as Remus scratched at a sensitive point on their back, all the tension was practically released from him.

"You sure Ro?" Roman nods "I'm sure, we're almost done set building and the blocking can be done on friday." Remus slowly nodded, still feeling a little bad about it, but seeing Bagel happy made it all worth it "alright then"

"We have that meeting for the charity fundraiser after we finish up, will you two be ok with going?" Remus nods quickly, "yeah Ro we will be there"

The two made breakfast and piled into the car, Remus still giving the spider affection while Roman drove, Bagel was a little better but not to the usual point she was, Remus kept maintaining the levels of affection even during the group huddle where they told everyone about having a day off to spend with their companions, many were thankful and gave Roman a hug and Remus a high-five, or handshake or something like that.

After the meeting where Remus let Roman talk he was there just as a business partner or moral support, so he was barely paying attention, still giving Bagel his attention, the only time he paid attention was when the rules and restrictions were being set for them using the space over the weekend, no fire, don't go onto the stage and set anything up, don't go into any locked doors, they're locked for a reason- ghosts most likely-

Remus got home and flipped onto the couch with a sigh cradling the tarantula in his hand, he was sleeping soundly, "did Bagel do anything other than stay in front of you getting pets?" Roman asked curiously from his chair that contained both herself and a slightly smaller Athena getting pets and scritches very happily, "nope, do you think this is bad? Should I take them to see someone?" Roman thinks for a minute, "we'll see how she is tomorrow afternoon and if she's not better by then we'll go talk to someone" Remus nods, "alright thanks Ro I'm sorry about tomorrow though"

Roman waves the apology aside with a smile that could blind, "it's fine, I was hoping to have a day just to pamper Athena and take her for a walk, we're usually still busy saturdays and sundays so this makes a nice change" Remus smirked at the comment and looked at the sleeping companion with worry, he took a breath and sighed it out to calm his already racing mind,

"So, what's for dinner?"