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Dean Thomas (artistdean) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dean jumped and squirmed slightly at the sudden hand on his stomach but just rolled his eyes. It had admittedly been a stupid thing to do, but insomniac baking wasn't exactly normal either so it never bothered him. At least he never cooked completely naked, that was just asking for trouble. "Yeah, I know. It was only an inch too far, but I'll put it on, it'll amuse everyone if I fall asleep and you mount a rescue mission again!"

He opened the last present, curious about the rattle it had made as he shook it. The box housing the jar only increased his curiosity. "Oh! Awesome!" he said, as he read the tag on the jar and peered at the dice to see what ingredients he could see. "Very cool, although maybe dangerous for my randomness," he said, flicking the jar away, and squeezed Seamus in a hug.