Seamus Finnigan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} openbottle) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Seamus hugged Dean back hard. He loved birthdays, loved making his friends happy and having this empty space to use as a venue had really facilitated that, plus Dominic was some kind of genius to be able to do all of this. He pulled Dominic into a quick hug of thanks before sending him off to the bar - officially off duty now that the work was done.
He followed Dean, laughing. "That I don't know, I was sure Cat was going to spill the beans." He tugged Dean over to the cakes on the second table. "Told you there was something else." He was proud, despite the burnt edges, but he didn't know how it was going to taste. He gestured to the cake. "Took a leaf out of your book and made it myself."