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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"A full weekend," Seamus breathed, his tone purposefully wistful. "I remember those." Nowadays, he mostly took Sundays as his only full day off and even then he was in the pub for Battlescars every week and the Business Bureau four out of five. He hadn't taken more than a few days off at a time since he opened. He wasn't really complaining, though. He'd known what he was getting himself in to.

He reach up with one hand to pat comfortingly in the vague direction of Dean's cheek. "Stop panicking, gorgeous. I was kidding. You know I wouldn't really ask you..." This petname think was coming to him a little too easily, but Seamus endeavoured to look cool about it. He turned his attention to Susan, shaking his head. "I can do it, if it comes down to that." He was a man, and a Gryffindor, and it was his job. "I'm sure I'll find someone else. Though if you know of any cooks looking for work..."

Seamus was about to give in to a grumpy sigh, to make it quite clear he had no interest in this topic of conversation, when Appleby scored again. His cheer was a touch exaggerated, given he didn't even support them, but would hopefully serve of enough as a distraction. "Dominic is going to be so grumpy if you win," he said, pointing at Susan.