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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean had had something of a hard time concentrating in Battlescars. He was incredibly tired. He'd ended up working right through the night, not due to insomnia for once but because he'd been inspired. He'd only made it to Battlescars because he had a perpetual alarm set for it both at home and in the studio.

He'd half forgotten about the cuddle party afterwards, but when he saw everyone heading upstairs he automatically followed and gave a sudden 'ohh' of remembrance when he saw all the cushions. He quickly headed back down the stairs and took a detour to the toilets before heading back up.

He was about to head over to hug Seamus, who he'd been just aware enough to realise had seemed distracted during the meeting. But then Dennis basically jumped on top of him and he searched around for someone else to sit by. He spotted Susan sitting on one of the sofa cushions with a book, and wandered over and sat next to her. "Hey, you," he said, stifling a bit of a yawn.