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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Seamus' tipsy thinking was... a little scattered. Amusing though and Dean chuckled again. "You can thank it if you're not cursing it in the morning," he said. "But yes, the happiness tends to circle around," he said. Mostly. He would ignore his grumpiness about about Martin a few weeks ago, not that Seamus had been much happier about the situation at that point.

He'd sort of thought that Seamus' appearance and declaration might have been leading to this offer so he shrugged. "Sure, why not. Let me just finish this," he said, gesturing to his glass of juice. Technically he could take it upstairs with him, but then someone would need to remember to bring the glass back and that didn't always happen straight away. Thankfully he'd been sitting around for a little while already and not concentrating much on the sketchbook in his lap, so it was over half gone. Grabbing his glass he drained it easily, head tipped back. He folded up his sketchbook and dug under the table for his bag to put it back in before standing up, bag in hand. "C'mon then," he said, wondering what the kitchen were going to make of their tipsy boss and his best friend coming to steal food.