surelyseamus (surelyseamus) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-01-26 22:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 january, dean thomas, seamus finnigan |
Who: Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas [!Grab-me]
What: These boys have some stuff to work out
Where: Middle of the street in Hogsmeade
When: Tuesday afternoon
Rating: bromageddon
Hands shoved in his pockets, coat zipped right the way to his throat, woolly hat pulled down over his dirty blonde hair, Seamus Finnigan made his way through the streets of Hogsmeade towards the pub. He'd found himself drifting that way more and more these days. Having it practically on his doorstep certainly helped, or didn't, depending entirely on how you looked at it.
What Seamus hadn't been expecting, was to round a corner and almost physically bump into his best friend, or...former best friend. The two of them hadn't exchanged words since Seamus had almost killed Dean. He looked up in shock and tried to decide what the best course of action was. After much deliberation, he decided on a manly head-tilt and a grunted "alright?"