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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"I'm fine." Seamus bit back the instinct to lie that he'd had lunch. He didn't like Dean to worry about him too much, but he hated being dishonest with him more. "Unless you're hungry?" he added, after a moment of thought. "I think there's leftover stroganoff. If you can really call it stroganoff..." He grimaced slightly. "Chef got the paprika and the chilli powder mixed up so it tastes like some unholy love child, but you might like it." And Seamus would eat just about anything rather than let it go to waste - that was just his money going down the drain, after all.

Seamus smiled. Much as he enjoyed Dean's cooking, it was always good to know he'd slept - and it meant Seamus could return the favour of being food provider, for once. Even if that food was chilli-mushroom-beef and rice.