Seth Enders (sethendsthought) wrote in genome_project, @ 2012-02-19 20:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | february 2012, gabriella murphy, seth enders |
Who: Seth & Gabby
What: Seth is going to spend time with Gabby on Valentine's Day whether she likes it or not XD
Where: Starts at Seth's place then Mystique
When: backdated, Tuesday, February 14th, night
Rating: High (with the two of them it's hard to be anything but)
Seth couldn't believe her. Working, she had to work? How could she schedule work on a night where the two of them had plans, how did she not get that from their last conversation, when he said he got out of chaperoning...sure the dance ended up being this Friday and not actually on Valentine's Day but honestly. Working...working at that club where guys are constantly drooling over her and the other girls. Asking her for lap dances and shit...bull crap if he was gonna let that happen. She was his...his...well he didn't really know. As she had said they weren't exclusive or anything. Although Seth hadn't really been with anyone but Gabby in a long time. She took a lot of his attention and after the thrill of wooing a girl like her he knew that he could never go back to those other girls. The ones he could charm with a simple smile and a nod. Those girls bored him now. Gabby was smart, sexy, and could match him better than any girl he had known before...and he liked it. It probably didn't help his situation since he had caught himself having more...domestic thoughts regarding her. Involving her moving in, having her own dresser or at least a drawer at his place. And when it was extra bad he envisioned her holding a small child on her hip with his dark hair and her bright sparkling eyes. Seth shook his head to clear his head...screw it...she wanted to work on Valentine's Day then she can work...they can spend time together at her work. No other guy was going to touch her...if they tried...well...they can just enjoy life as a vegetable.
Seth dressed up in one of his nicer suits to stand out a bit from the mobs or hormonal frat boys. He guessed some guys would take their girls there after a nice date so he wouldn't be the only guy in a suit there tonight. He made it to the club in no time and had little trouble finding a parking place. Great thing about Frye Island was so few of the occupants owned cars. He knew it was sort of a waste with everything so close but it was nice to be able to sit in a nice warm car instead of the bitter cold that they have during these long winter months. He made his way inside and the bartender nodded at him. Seth had become somewhat of a regular at Mystique since getting involved with Gabby and the bartenders found it shocking that it seemed like he was the one guy who may have been able to ensnare the elusive Gabby. He ordered his usual, scotch no ice, and made sure that he remembered not to keep refilling it. If he wanted a refill he'd ask for one. He learned his mistake from his first encounter with Gabby. Stupid drunken idiot that he was. He had learned his lesson though. It didn't take him long to find his girl, she was on the main pedestal like she usually was rocking her body to the beat of the music and she already had a little group of admirers around her. Seth glared at one fellow who seemed to be searching in his wallet, probably a tip if she gave him a private dance. No way in hell pal, not while he was here. He let his eyes bore into the guys head and he may have used his powers to nudge his mind a bit. The guy turned to lock eyes with Seth and he shook his head and if looks could kill...well...that guy would have been long dead. The guys face turned pale and he tucked his wallet away. Seth grinned and took another sip of his scotch then affixed his eyes on Gabby...enjoying the show.