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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Dude, the people in the short skirts were almost all about fifteen or younger, which makes me feel like a pervert for even considering it. The plot was pretty predictable and it didn't make up for it with spectacular acting or anything fun like that!" He had been fairly impressed by the actual ice skating, but he wasn't going to be admitting that just yet. It was only a small consolation and he was used to Seamus' little game by now and couldn't give him the satisfaction just yet. Then Seamus tried to do some sort of twirl which didn't really work and nearly ended up with either Seamus or an elderly woman on the floor. Dean winced and snorted slightly. "Oops," he said lightly, teasing him.

Walking together they dodged other people easily enough by both practice and the fact the two of them arm-in-arm were enough of an obstacle to make people dodge around them rather than the other way around. "Yeah? That's good," Dean said, forcing himself to sound more enthusiastic and ignoring the want to examine why he wasn't happier for his friend. "You going to see him again?" he asked, ignoring the vague unease in his stomach by nudging Seamus' side slightly.