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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Battlescars hadn't been easy for Seamus. Not for the first time, he'd been considering whether he should open up about the nightmares that still occasionally troubled him - not the details, those would just make Dean feel bad and Seamus didn't want that. The fact that something in his subconscious insisted on reliving something that hadn't happened seemed so ridiculous that he kind of wanted opinions on it, and how to make it stop. He had no reason to worry that anything bad was going to happen to Dean so why - But he hadn't been able to think of a way he could talk about it that wouldn't make it immediately obvious what thing from his past had him so worried, even when it hadn't ever come to pass, so he'd let other people talk instead.

He let his friends find their own tables for lunch, choosing himself just to grab a sandwich and some crisps at the bar before heading up to The Roost. Everything was ready, and all he needed now was someone to start the cuddling with.