"Hmm, we'll see." Seth said finishing off his scotch.
And a few glasses later he was pulling her onto the dance floor with a laugh. "Enough talking, you aren't spilling anything I don't already know anyways. This is a party, and we should be dancing." He said as he twirled her out and then back into his arms. Why did he give all this up again? The drinking, the partying, the fun. And for what? Wanting more got him nothing. And after a few glasses of scotch, he found he could care less anymore. New Year's was for having a good time, and Seth sure as hell wasn't going to spend it moping.
He slid his hands to Anya's waist as he swayed to the music. He glanced at the clock over the top of her head. "Are you ready for the new year? Count down starts soon."
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