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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus gave a soft sigh at the reproachful look Dean was giving him, but didn't say anything. He knew he needed to do better, but there was a pretty big gap between knowing that and actually being better. "I don't mind," he said, once Jess had left. "Good food is good." He'd only been making conversation, really.

Speaking of which, as soon as Jess had disappeared, the weird tension had flooded over them again and Seamus didn't know what to say. Well, that wasn't quite true. He was pretty sure he should say something about how he'd meet Ophelia soon - but he didn't want to. Again, there was that difference between 'should' and reality.

Jess returned before Seamus could think of anything sensible to say, and he sprang up, clapping his hands and forcing a bright smile. "Come on, then. If I stare at those cupcakes any longer I'm going to turn into one. Let's get going."