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 had given up on looking at what either of them was doing, and instead he was looking up at the 'Starry Night' inspired ceiling. He wasn't quite sure if he was just that drunk or if it was actually moving. He couldn't remember from when he arrived. He idly followed the swirls of colour with his eyes, his head moving ever so slightly. "Good things. Can't think. And two weeks of peace too!"
"You get naked in your pub," Dean pointed out, still fixated on the ceiling. "Well, your flat. Guess that's different." Not aware of what Seamus had been doing he was confused by the extra leaning and tore his eyes away, peering at Seamus. Taking a second or two to work it out he obligingly shuffled his leg a bit to give Seamus more space. He squinted a bit, trying to help with spaces for more names, but couldn't work it out and gave up with a huff.
"My mum's cousin's kids are mean, still sand where it's painful, less fun getting it there." He hadn't visited them in years, and quite frankly couldn't afford to now but they'd been as a family not long before Cat came along. The family didn't actually live that near a beach, but near enough to make a day trip or two.