Seamus Finnigan (![]() ![]() @ 2010-07-16 21:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | kevin entwistle, seamus finnigan |
Who: Seamus and Kevin
What: Seamus took Kevin's advice. It was a bad idea.
When: Friday
Where: Random girl's closet
Warning: Cursing. He's in pain and already given death threats
Status: Complete
Some days Seamus had no idea how he lived so long, not with attacks by inanimate objects like this. It would figure he would be locked in to some twit of a girl's closet all because he was distracted by a shiny object. Fecking shiny objects getting him into trouble like that.
Seamus let his head hit the wall, a red spot forming on his forehead but the momentary flicker of pain in his head took the edge off of the shooting pain up his arm. He had taken Kevin's advice, attempting first a small kick to the door before going for more desperate measures. The accident had happened when he ran full-force into the door with his right shoulder, hearing a sickening 'pop' before the pain hit. It was only a small consolation that he was free, he decided when he had fallen on the floor to cry softly. He had written his journal entry in the hope that somebody could escort him back to the rooms. Already he was thinking of the trouble he would get in once the staff figured out he had hurt himself. They would most likely blame him and he could understand why.
Seamus found himself swearing as he put away the journal, wiping off the last of his tears and hating how much like a fecking girl he felt. He allowed himself to slide down the wall and rest on the floor, waiting for the sound of Kevin's yell.