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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Susan had just walked into the kitchen to grab another bottle of wine, when she found Dean quietly pouring himself a glass of coke. She purposely made her footfalls a bit heavier as she walked in, alerting him to her presence. "Hey," she said, walking up to him and giving him a hug once he'd looked up at her. "Sorry about the bum comment before, it sort of just slipped out and grew bigger than a Hippogriff's ego."

She grabbed the wine, then turned and looked at him speculatively. "I've been meaning to ask you something actually," she said, seriously, leaning against the island and looking at him. "But before I begin I want you to understand that I'm in no way pressuring you, and I will be happy with what ever answer you give me, or indeed if you need a while to think about it." She grimaced, berating herself for making her question sound much more ominous than it actually was going to be.