Seamus, who thus far in his life definitely had no experience of making a great boyfriend, snorted skeptically. "I'll have to do, I suppose. For Susan." Justin could surely find someone better, if he ever wanted to. He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he followed Dean through the streets to Jess' building, listening but finding little to respond to.
He leaned against the wall as Dean phoned Jess up - laughing almost against his will at the face Dean made when he discovered the state she was in. "At least she's living the university experience," he said, offering a smile as they neared the door. "If she lets us in, I can apparate back for some hangover potion..." He kept some on hand just in case - he did work in a pub, after all. "Or if you're feeling big brotherly we can make her face the consequences of her actions and take her out for lunch anyway."
He was interrupted from any further thoughts on the matter by Jess, wearing a dressing gown and displaying wayward hair, jerking the door open and immediately holding a finger to her lips to warn them to be quiet. "Jess!" Seamus said, in a stage whisper that earned him a sharp look. He held up his hands. "We come in peace."