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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Susan grinned brightly as Eddie opened the with a ridiculously over the top show of sympathetic concern, and grew wider at the sight of the samosas and the daisies. Despite his expression, and his in-journal declaration that he was getting fat, she noted rather appreciatively that he was still fit, muscled, and ridiculously handsome.

“Smiles, I’m sorry but it definitely wasn’t something that I planned! Bloody goblins,” she cried back, allowing herself to be engulfed in a huge hug, wincing at the same time as he as they exacerbated both their injuries. Extricating herself and absentmindedly taking a samosa, she followed him into the flat, accepting the flowers with quirked brows. “I would never say such a thing, love, you give me your time, which is pretty enough in itself. I do like these though,” she added, sniffing at them in a manner reminiscent of ballerina walking past a group of attractive men, which is to say: delicately. She watched him look around with a frown for a moment, before accepting the mason jar with a laugh. “You’re not pleased with the why? The why is because I miss you like a buttock lost in a duel, does that displease you?” She rolled her eyes at him and shook his head. “You’re relishing some time without Laila mothering you, admit it!”

Still smiling, she placed the daisies in their jar by the door, and then pulled him over to the couch. “So,” she said with an arch of her eyebrow. “Tell me everything you’ve been up to. Leave nothing out!” Nodding imperiously, she grabbed another samosa and winced as the action pinged her newly healed shoulder.