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Tweak says, "oh no-no"

Seamus Finnigan (openbottle) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-24 14:10:00

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character: alicia spinnet, character: dean thomas, character: dominic chambers, character: ernie macmillan, character: george weasley, character: hannah abbott, character: harry potter, character: lavender brown, character: oliver wood, character: seamus finnigan, character: susan bones, status: complete

Dean's Birthday!
Who: Open to: Dean, Seamus, Dominic, Susan, Ernie, Alicia, Lavender, Oliver, Harry, Hannah, George.
What: Dean's birthday party
Where: The Roost
When: Sunday afternoon/evening/night?
Rating: SFW - for now

There had been no big shouts of 'surprise', Seamus knew Dean far too well for that. He'd just lead him up to The Roost after Battlescars and let him push the door open to reveal a sandy floor, warm salt-and-coconut scented air and a 'Starry Night' sky. There was a bar at one end of the room, stocked and ready for people to help themselves (Seamus wasn't working tonight, though he'd doubtless end up there showing off his cocktail skills at some point). Along the side wall were tables for the food, already containing Aunt Rose's jerk chicken and Seamus's attempt at a pineapple upside down cake, vastly outdone by Aileen Finnigan's cherry cheesecake next to it. The rest of the large room was scattered with deckchairs, apart from a small decked area for dancing. The music of steel drums floated from nowhere and despite the bleak grey sky outside the room glowed with sunlight.

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Re: Oliver and Harry and Susan

susanamybones
2014-08-27 06:49 am UTC (link)

"That does sound terrifying," Susan agreed glibly. "And as for the Latvians, well... So many people uh 'gathering around' your head would be very exhausting. You must have excellent stamina, wouldn't you say, Harry?"

She paused, watching Harry's face go red at the thought of such an action. "Now now, Oliver - I can call you Oliver right? Anyway, now, now Oliver it's not fair to offer to snog us if you're not planning to follow through. It's just not Quidditch."

Rolling her eyes, she grabbed both men by the arms and led them over to a miraculously free trio of beach chairs. "There," she said contentedly, sitting down in between them. "Much better wouldn't you say?"

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