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wadcock ([info]wadcock) wrote in [info]valesco,
Seth hummed as he looked over to Nicodemo. His hair wasn't that impressive and he was willing to bet that it wasn't even really a factor to why Larkin was crawling all over him. Seth was positive she was just trying to prove a point, making Michal miserable at the same time. If only Larkin played, then he would have a legitimate reason to hit a bludger at her. In fact, now that Seth thought about it, neither of them were in the league. How they managed to eve get into the party, and to do that just to what?

"Good, I hate her too." He said sipping his drink pulling his gaze from the disgusting display across the room. All he wanted to do was make an appearance, play the part of a good sport like Henry demanded and then slink off unnoticed to go meet up with Savannah. Now that looked like it wasn't going to happen as he couldn't very well leave his best friend unsupervised in this state. "You deserve better anyways. I could go through a list of reasons, but I doubt you'll remember them when you sober up."

Seth scanned the room, hoping that maybe Howell was around. It would be easier to sneak off later if Seth had someone else around to pass Michal off to, he'd feel guilty if he hadn't been here before. But after so many times listening him to him claim to hate Larkin while she was off kissing someone else, well, he had a date.

"Let's get you another drink." Seth suggested against his better judgement. There was no way he needed another drink, but getting Michal up from his sulky corner table had to be a move in the right direction. As the moved towards the bar, Seth noticed a certain brunette, leaning up against it. His mind moved quickly, and it was mean, potentially cruel, but well when one door shut another one always opened. Maybe this could be a second (forth?) chance for Michal.

Or maybe this was just Seth's way of escaping to go get laid.

He wasn't exactly sober enough to feel guilty and stay but he certainly wasn't drunk enough to stick around and drink until they couldn't remember their names. "Okay. Go order drinks. I'll be right back. Just going to hit the loo. Two minutes." Seth said directing Michal towards the bar, conveniently close to the witch who was already there.


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