Re: Seamus and Susan-and-or-Dean
Seamus watched curiously as Dean pulled the blanket around himself, as if he were trying to dress up as a muggle superhero or an Ancient Roman woman, or something. He snorted slightly. "No," he said. They'd had this argument a million times. "The couch isn't big enough for giants to sleep on." Even though Seamus had maybe been hoping Dean would find a way to be comfortable to sleep curled around him, that was clearly off the cards.
Forcing himself to get up was like struggling though syrup, but Seamus managed it. "Go to bed. I'll - " He wasn't sure what he would do. Find some way to be comfortable in the bedroom. Sitting on the floor against the side of the bed, maybe, or else sitting up on the bed itself. He wasn't tired, he didn't want to sleep and he certainly didn't want to lie down or stretch out. He gestured vaguely to wrap up his unfinished sentence. He'd work out something.