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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean snorted at Seamus' abrupt abandonment of work-related activities and slipped his pen away again. Clearly he'd just remembered their intention to not work on their holiday. Well, Seamus was intending not to work, going somewhere interesting was basically an invitation for Dean to become attached to his sketchbook even more than usual. "It's sort of sunshiney. Well, it's not throwing it down with rain, or sleet at least and I'll take that thanks," he said.

A couple of people were looking over at them again, thanks to them being so pressed together, but Dean had frankly long since forgotten to care. Enough of his close friends thought they were or should be together, a few strangers was hardly a novelty.

He attacked the newer plates with enthusiasm, picking up forkfuls of this and that to try, most of it was absolutely delicious. And what wasn't was at least pretty good. "They are. I think I'm developing a thing for their style of omelettes though, and squid, which is a thing I had no idea I liked. Mostly though I just want those deep fried things covered in honey," he mused. "Susan will be pleased. There is no way she can tell us we've been neglecting to eat! My favourite thing though? Just letting go of our responsibilities for a week and having time to spend with each other."