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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"What is this abuse?" Seamus asked, all mock-outrage. "Calling me names on my birthday. Not on." He looked up and poked the tip of his tongue out at Dean in rebuke. He was almost immediately distracted by presents, and he wasted no time in ripping the envelope open to reveal his card. "Brilliant," he declared, grinning as he set the card on his bedside table.

He looked up from his examination of the shamrock wrapping paper to nod. "Brown, please and thank you." One of the presents was long and thin, with a raised bit on one side and Seamus felt around it curiously, trying to imagine what on earth it could be. He would wait til Dean was there to watch before he opened it, but that didn't mean he couldn't make guesses. Though in this instance, he really had no idea. "What kind of eggs?" he asked, as Dean returned. Since they were already made it was possible be could be talked into them.