Seth Enders (sethendsthought) wrote in genome_project, @ 2011-07-30 21:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | july 2011, seth enders, solo |
Who: Seth Enders (solo)
What: Making a change
When: July 31st, afternoon
Where: His apartment
Rating: Medium
Status: Complete
Seth was sitting in his apartment bored out of his mind. He couldn't remember a time when he had been so bored. He had resorted to tossing a baseball towards the ceiling as he laid back on his plush leather couch. He smirked as he remember how the lovely Mrs. Evans had helped him break it in when he bought it after the hurricane. His smirk then turned into a snarl as he remember that now she was screwing a nineteen year old. She was old enough to be his mother, she had a daughter older than that kid. Sure he knew that technically she was also old enough to be his mother, but at least he was a good couple of years older than Natalie. He caught the ball one last time then sat up and was half tempted to throw it at the window. But he really didn't want to have to stay at his parents house while his got fixed again. What had become of him, his whole world seemed to be falling apart. The persona he had worked so hard to maintain was gone. He was the man every girl fantasized about and would seldom move on from him. Even older, married women wanted him, he was their dirty little secret and he always made sure they'd come back for more, but now...Jen had moved to someone younger, many of the other chose tot try and make it work with their husbands. And most of his students were going for monogamy and he became just a fleeting fantasy.
Seth ran a hand through his hair, that thick dark hair that women had loved to bury their hands in. He moved his hand to work out the kinks in his neck as that strand fell into his face. So used to it he did that flick of his head to make it go back when all it did was fall back into his face. The ladies used to love it, now it was old news, and a constant annoyance to him. He glared at the piece of hair and an idea came to him. It was time for a clean slate, a new start. People thought Seth Enders was old news, well then had another thing coming.
With a new determination he made his way to his bathroom and took out his electric shaver and a pair of scissors. He took his appearance in one last time before taking that strand of hair in between his thumb and index finger and cut it off. Seth let it fall into the sink and smiled as he looked into his eyes.