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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Re: Seamus and Open
"I hope fate hurries up," Seamus grumbled. He couldn't help but notice that less and less orders were coming into the kitchen, even in the face of all Bryn and Hannah's hard work. Things might pick back up once he got a new chef, but the longer that took the longer it would take. "Anyway. I didn't come here to worry about work. I came to have fun. Have you got a drink, MacMillan? Just because you're the host doesn't mean you're allowed to neglect your own refreshment."

Seamus patted Ernie's shoulder comfortingly. He worked hard, but he couldn't do what Ernie did. It had taken it out of him enough looking after Dean in those early years after the war, though he hoped Ernie was at least less emotionally invested in his patients than Seamus had been. "But the hibernating animals don't have friends who'd miss them if they disappear for six months," he pointed out, shaking his head. "Guess you'll just have to keep dragging yourself out of bed to spend time with us."