Dean Thomas (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} artistdean) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
There had been a fairly steady queue for face paint designs every time Dean had taken a turn at the stall. There were several of them taking turns manning the stall so that everyone could also take breaks to look around. Dean had mostly painted children, but there had been the odd adult here and there. A few of them getting painted mostly to appease their children.
He watched the delighted little girl scamper off towards a lady who he knew was her Aunt from when she'd paid for the design. Thankfully the majority of the kids had been really well behaved, if occasionally a bit squirmy. Watching the girl chattering excitedly to her Aunt for a couple of seconds he was surprised as Seamus dropped onto the stool opposite him. He hadn't noticed him in the line, but then again he hadn't actually expected Seamus to come and get his face painted.
He raised an eyebrow at him, well, it was currently bright red and feathery looking, but nonetheless his eyebrow was raised. "Sort of depends what you want," he teased back and grinned, ignoring the little uptick in the beating of his heart.