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, |
"What he said," Dean said, pointing vaguely in Seamus' direction. He could have come up with something to add, but he just couldn't be bothered, the comments were old, repetitive and boring.
He could't help but smile at the smile Seamus drew in the sand. It was a nice thing. Cheerful. Absently he shuffled some sand with the foot of the leg Seamus wasn't resting against to make a bit of a ledge for his feet, it didn't stay very well, but it was sort of entertaining to do.
"Yes. On the plus side, no sand anywhere painful yet, and before anyone decides to change this I will remind you I'm the birthday boy and that's mean!" he said, holding up a forefinger up to stop them and make his point.