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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Susan tilted her head and sent Rose a significant look. "You haven't lived until you've wandered into Dean's studio to find him butt naked and covered in paint, industriously making," she paused and pointed to her favourite piece of artwork in the house. "That lovely painting over there."

She felt herself begin to blush, but lifted her chin defiantly. "I wouldn't say I have feelings for him," she lied blandly. "But he did look at me at one point and it... Well it reminded me of when I was nineteen before all the bad stuff went down and it's left me very confused." She smiled sardonically, absently pouring herself a glass of water. "I never let anyone I'm screwing make me feel things, that's what I have you lovely people for. I feel things about all of you because doing so is nice and safe."