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Ben Boot (zenben) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Show off," Ben teased. "It's my birthday weekend, you berk. Of course that's on the schedule. You going to be up to attending the soiree?" Ben was looking forward to it: drinking and mayhem with his favorite people, and hopefully a nice shag to tie it all up. Possibly even literally. "But I'd understand if Marcus took precedence." He winked, and was completely genuine in that.

Ben rolled his eyes. Settling down was the last thing on his mind. "I can't even commit to a career, Rog. How am I supposed to commit to a human being. Bob here's the closest thing I get to settling down." He reached down and scratched the sleeping dog behind the ear. He didn't even twitch. "Not that I'd mind a Marcus to moon over. It's been awhile since I've been moony."