Re: Dean, Susan and Seamus
"No, but you're my best friend ever," Dean said with a pout. What Dean mostly called Seamus was idiot, but he generally said it with a lot of affection.
Dean laughed and squirmed as Seamus tried to hold him still, breaking away towards the chairs. "To sit!" he said, enthusiastically. He was slightly less drunk that his sheer enthusiasm suggested, but only slightly. He was just so joyful that he couldn't help playing into it. And being silly with his friends was just a thing of pure joy in a way he didn't experience often. He was joyful, just not like this.