Seth originally wasn't even going to come to this stupid party. He was just going to sit at home and eat cake and ice cream with Leanne while playing tea party, but Henry, his stupid
agent that claimed to be his brother, ruin those plans. Said that he couldn't be hermit and miss such a major end of season Q.U.A.B.B.L.E event if he wanted W.Q.W. to keep its upward momentum.
So he begrudgingly put on his fancy
dress robes and made his way to the stupid party like he was told. He was hoping that he could at least have Michal to hang out with for the night, but he brought a
date leaving Seth to stand alone at the bar. This was, of course, after taking a few shots with him for moral support and sending him off to 'score his own bird to snog'.
Eventually Seth grew tired of the bar and after asking for another drink (this time a double so he wouldn't have to return anytime soon) and started making his way through the crowd. Perhaps he could find Odette to bother for old times sake. Which probably would have done if he hadn't been stopped in his tracks by the sight of
Mira pointing at him.
She was the last person he expected to run into here. She didn't even like Quidditch. And weren't these events such a
burden for her. Oh so terrible and awful. And with that stupid hitwizard of all people. Wasn't this a
Quidditch event. He downed his drink as he planed his course of action. There was no way he was turning back now, after she had spotted him. He didn't have anything to hide. So what if he was
alone.
Except halfway towards couple he realized he couldn't be seen alone. Not if she had a date. It was a stupid stupid plan, right until an old wizard just past Mira moved to reveal Arista Sykes. Perfect. He managed to pick up a flute of champagne from a passing waiter and catch the tail end of what ever his name was asking Mira if everything was alright as she tried to rush them away.
"Oh, she's just worried that I'm coming over here to ruin what I'm sure is a
lovely date. But don't you worry," he said condescendingly, patting his hand on Derek's shoulder. "I'm not. Just on my way to find my own date."
His gaze flitted between the two of them before settling on Mira. "Not
everything is all about you." he said snidely before taking the few more strides that separated them from Arista.
"Here's your drink, love." he said looping his free hand into the crook of her arm, pulling her from whatever conversation she was having with someone he didn't recognize. Hopefully, she would play along. They were getting along somewhat well after all, but just for good measure, he leaned forward to 'kiss' her cheek and whisper a quick 'I'll make it worth it to play along', because he really couldn't risk having champagne thrown in his face at that very moment.
