Dean Thomas (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} artistdean) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Dean flopped down into the chair rather heavily purely because he lacked the coordination to be gentle about it. Then he settled himself in to just sit for a while, smiling as Seamus lent against him.
"Definitely lucky. I have lovely friends, and a lovely party, and lovely presents, well the ones I've seen were lovely," he said thoughtfully. He was tempted to pull his wand out and summon the unopened presents, but the sensible part of his mind thankfully intervened before he tried that.
"Y' need water, doesn't stick without water," he said, nudging Seamus gently with his food. He remembered trying to make sandcastles with dry sand on a variety of trips to the beach.