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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Re: Face Painting (Dean & Seamus)
Seamus kept up a steady stream of chatter as Dean concentrated on painting his face. It was mostly rubbish, the tiny little details of his life that no one else could really care about, and only Dean would let him ramble on freely. It was one of the things he liked about their friendship, that he didn't always have to put his best, most interesting, foot forward. He could talk about different varieties of ale, and how having two nearly identical varieties of top-shelf whiskey seemed stupid to him but he had at least one customer for each who'd regularly come in and order a glass - and who staunchly refused to switch to what they considered an inferior brand.

For most of the time, there wasn't much of a queue behind them but as the sun rose higher, more and more people seemed to be about in general. "You nearly done?" he asked, when he noticed Dean sitting back and looking speculatively at his face. The urge to reach up and touch the paint drying on his skin was immense, but Seamus kept his hands resolutely in his lap, spinning the inlay of his ring with quick little strokes.