"Where is-?" Seamus was torn from throwing a hand over his now bare chest- and that was the strangest feeling ever- and proving that he was in fact Seamus. Though how on earth he was going to do that and why he should have to was beyond him. "I'm right here!" Seamus blurted out finally tugging up at the sheet. Maybe if they couldn't see that he had tits they could forget they existed?
Then again he hadn't seen himself in a mirror yet.
He peeked under the covers and blanched. Pulling his gaze back up he looked over at Sofiya, she was looking pissed off. This was so not his fault. "I'm looking for little Seamus." He finally said with a sigh. What and the hell had he had to drink last night. Had the fish and chips gone bad?