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Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Re: Dean, Susan and Seamus
Seamus hadn't been aware of the way his smile had frozen until Susan caught his eye. He took a breath, relaxed, and raised his eyebrows at his best friend. "About time you stopped being the best looking artist in the place, I was worried your head was going to stop fitting through the doors." It was only teasing - the other artists were of sufficiently advanced age that it wasn't the most effusive of compliments. He curled his hand around Dean's hip a little more securely and leaned in to him, forcing Susan to follow or else lose her place in the circle.

"Susie," he groaned. "No work questions! It's his birthday and he's supposed to be here having fun with us! Not boring us silly with 'Moroccan green' and 'Goaa- Gwoa...'" Seamus frowned, unable to get his tongue to trip neatly over the syllables. Perhaps he'd had more than he thought to drink. "Whatever it was he was rabbiting on about last month."