Hannah laughed. "Well, I'm glad there isn't a family resemblance on your end," she teased, nudging him back. Today had been nice so far, a good change from the usual and she needed to be away from everything. "So, any other family members here?"
Seamus shrugged. "Well, everyone knows me mum's a different beast entirely."
She'd been very insistent lately -- more so than earlier this year. Apparently something had reminded her that he wasn't exactly living up to the promises of success that had gotten him out of the house in the first place. Junk Shop clerk wasn't really what he'd pictured himself doing, but it paid all right and he had no idea what he'd rather anyway; apparently this complacency was holding him back, and Mrs. Finnigan had different ideas entirely.
It was really too bad Sea hadn't the patience; in a different year maybe she would've motivated him.
For now, though, he was nearly completely happy, and the girl he was smiling down at had something to do with it. "Glad you came with me, Abbott. If not I'd be at a different zoo today."
She rolled her eyes. Him and his mum, at least he wasn't as hard on for her as he'd been in school, that would just be irritating and a little weird. She suspected no one had a normal relationship with their parents, but having one that was completely dependent at their age was something that would raise concern.
"I'm glad I came too. Always nice to enjoy sun in England, after all. Come on, I see cotton candy," she told him, leading him towards the stand, her hair moving around in front of her face with the wind. "Cotton candy is a requirement when at the zoo, Finnigan, nothing better in this world than pure sugar."
And so, Seamus bought the largest, pinkest mass of cotton candy available.
He did not disagree, after all, about pure sugar. Especially not when feeling particularly childish. Turning, he offered the fluff to Hannah, grinning.
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She'd been very insistent lately -- more so than earlier this year. Apparently something had reminded her that he wasn't exactly living up to the promises of success that had gotten him out of the house in the first place. Junk Shop clerk wasn't really what he'd pictured himself doing, but it paid all right and he had no idea what he'd rather anyway; apparently this complacency was holding him back, and Mrs. Finnigan had different ideas entirely.
It was really too bad Sea hadn't the patience; in a different year maybe she would've motivated him.
For now, though, he was nearly completely happy, and the girl he was smiling down at had something to do with it. "Glad you came with me, Abbott. If not I'd be at a different zoo today."
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"I'm glad I came too. Always nice to enjoy sun in England, after all. Come on, I see cotton candy," she told him, leading him towards the stand, her hair moving around in front of her face with the wind. "Cotton candy is a requirement when at the zoo, Finnigan, nothing better in this world than pure sugar."
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He did not disagree, after all, about pure sugar. Especially not when feeling particularly childish. Turning, he offered the fluff to Hannah, grinning.
"What's your favorite animal, Abbott?"
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