Seamus was sharing his shift with Alicia tonight and had gone out back to have a fag to help him calm his nerves. He generally only smoked whenever he was nervous about something, and tonight--well, the entire month, really--was no exception.
Sunday...exactly a year from the moment he and Mandy had decided they were going to spend the rest of their lives together.
Monday...exactly a year from the moment Cormac had told him Mandy had been killed.
Seamus bit down on his lip and then finished off the cigarette, his break over. Just before going back inside, he pulled out his wand and charmed away the smell of the smoke.
When he opened the door into the guest area of the bar, he smiled a bit when he saw Lee sitting and looking rather lonely.
He tapped the bar counter as he approached the other man, giving him a smile.