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Tweak says, "Affleck is the goddamn Batman!"

Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-19 13:34:00

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character: dean thomas, character: seamus finnigan, status: complete

Hey soul sister
Who: Seamus, Dean and [NPC] Jess
What: Family
Where: York
When: Sunday
Rating: SFW?

Seamus should have been happy. His new chef was working out, he was adequately fed every day, he'd had a good date with Justin, the Kestrels had won. On top of that, he'd even slept well Friday night and Battlescars had gone well. His friends were living their lives, no one seemed to be in particular distress. Everything was good and Seamus knew that those times were rare - so he should have been happy. The fact that he wasn't, that he was walking around feeling as if he had an itch under his skin that he couldn't get to, was really pissing him off.

He wasn't stupid. He knew it was to do with Dean dating, to do with the fact that things were going well with Ophelia and he and Dean had barely seen each other this week. Ever since the cuddle party, Seamus had been seriously questioning whether he would ever be able to date successfully. Dean managing to find someone so soon after that was just an unfortunate reminder of everything Seamus wasn't sure he could have. And, to compound matters, it also meant less time with his best friend to take his mind off it. Watching the Quidditch with Justin had been good, a great distraction, and Seamus hadn't been comparing it to seeing Dean at the time but - but it wasn't the same.

He stood at the door of The Den, saying goodbye to his friends and answering a few questions from people who were new or who turned up only infrequently. He was aware of Dean, waiting for him, but he didn't rush. Battlescars was important to him, and they had a little while before they'd planned to meet Jess anyway. Dean wouldn't expect him to rush.

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openbottle
2014-11-07 12:00 am UTC (link)

Seamus' face settled back into it's previous strained expression as his stomach seemed to twist uncomfortably. He opened his mouth to speak, to deny the suggestion, then shut it again. Even though he thought it extremely unlikely he'd meet anyone at Q-Topia - or, indeed, ever - he wasn't sure he was willing to admit as much to Jess. She was one person who still thought he might be capable of the whole relationship thing, and Seamus felt like he'd been losing that a lot lately. First Dennis at the cuddle party, seeing at last the reason Seamus couldn't hold onto a boyfriend, then Susan all but telling him he'd be alone if he couldn't stop pushing people away. And then there was Dean. Logically, Seamus knew that Dean hadn't said or done anything to imply he thought Seamus incapable, but it felt as though he had. Or maybe it just felt like he was leaving Seamus behind.

After an awkward silence, Seamus caught up to Dean's last words and he nodded. "Makes good food, too," he said. "And has a much better attitude than the last guy. I went to the first Q-Topia meeting, but that was sort of a meet-and-greet with a film showing. I should go to another one, see what's really like." The problem was it was on Sundays, Seamus' only guaranteed day off - and he already attended Battlescars and the Local Business Bureau. In the evenings he generally wanted to chill out and stop working. He'd babbled on a bit, trying to cover the awkwardness, so he ducked his head down to study his menu. "What's everybody having?"

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artistdean
2014-11-07 04:34 pm UTC (link)

Dean snorted. "Almost anybody has a better attitude than the last guy," he said. Especially by the end he'd been pretty horrific.

He could see Jess wasn't quite convinced by their 'everything is fine' act, but she'd given up saying anything and was examining her menu with interest again.

"Well, I think I'll have the risotto. It's so much effort to make for yourself," Dean said, trying to divert attention, keep the conversation going. He really needed this to not go on too long.

"I think I'll have steak with chilli butter," Jess said after a short pause.

"I see you're getting your money's worth out of us," Dean said.

"Hey, my budget's tighter than yours and I have to put up with mass catering. All the pasta is overcooked and half the time the flavour aspect is salt and pepper." She scowled and wrinkled her nose. "I don't have the space or time to cook often, but I'd kill for Mum's food, but I don't have the money or time to get down to London. So, yes. I'm gonna get what I can."

Dean held his hands up in surrender. "Okay, not blaming you, just saying."

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