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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean just smiled and basked in the sensation of someone mothering the both of them. Someone who was actually parental age instead of Susan or someone else.

He rolled his eyes at Seamus. "I'm sure we'll do our best to not go into a sugar coma. Enjoy the fireworks," he said, half wishing he could still go and see them himself. He had always loved fireworks, but he didn't want to push that particular trigger, especially so recently after an event.

"Just how much was left over?" he asked. There was a tendency to over order rather than under order for any event, but as Dean hadn't been down to the pub for the event he had no idea what level of sugar he was looking at. And if he should try and palm it off on someone else once they'd had their share.

"See you soon, Mama F," he called over his shoulder, following Seamus, presumably in the direction of his bedroom.

"And I very much approve of food and far too much sugar, it's what this time of year is for. Also good for hungry gits like us." He had remembered lunch, but it had been rushed sandwiches as he waited for coffee to brew before diving back in.