downfall;

seth verona. 34 years old. human. aware. working at hangman's tavern.

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

Harlow made no move to pull back from his lips after the initial touch, or that of his hand settling behind her own head. In fact, she rejoiced in the burning sensation of their lips against one another and how her body turned warm with both satisfaction and a primal need. However, when she did pull back, she still felt the imprint of his mouth on hers as a drunken smile framed her lips. “Delicious,” she murmured, reaching out to cup his jaw and pull his mouth to hers once more for a second taste.

            When she pulled him back in for a second kiss, the grin stayed on Seth’s lips. His hand tangling into the blonde locks at the back of her head, keeping her in place as his lips moved against hers. He hummed softly into the kiss, mumbling against her lips, “I think so too.” One more press of his lips against hers and he pulled away -- but he had no intention to leave it at that. “You know, maybe we should get out of here.”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

Harlow couldn’t help but grin when the male coaxed her to lean down and take what she wanted. Frankly, she didn’t need to be told twice. Placing her blonde locks over her shoulder, the blonde leaned down to grab the drink between her lips, tilting her head to swallow it’s contents, then returned to her initial position to drag her tongue along the middle of his thigh to collect the salt, before stretching towards his mouth. With a grin, she leaned down and wrapped her lips above his, biting into the lime. 

            There were few things Seth could think of that were as sexy as a beautiful woman straddling him and using him as a way to drink her tequila shot. It was why he didn’t let her pull away right away once she’d wrapped her lips around the lime, but instead put a hand to the back of her head to hold her close, simply discarding of the lime to be able to properly kiss her and taste the tequila on her lips. Eventually pulling away, the smirk was back on his lips. “And? How did it taste?”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

Harlow watched his muscles ripple as the male rose on the surface and then laid upon the bar as she tentatively picked up the salt from the table and peered at him. “So many choices.” She said with a laugh, finally deciding to sprinkle the line of salt in the middle of his chest, the drink was placed above his groin and the lime, she placed between his lips. Finally, the girl slid above the male to straddle him.

           “Take your pick,” he chuckled, almost breathless as she moved to straddle him. As much as he wanted to be a gentleman, he just couldn’t keep his hands to himself when someone so beautiful was on top of him. Placing his hands on her thighs, he arched his brow, a smug smirk taking over his features. “What are you waiting for? Get your drink.”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

“I can see that,” Harlow said absentmindedly as she stared at the male’s chest, unable to remove her eyes from the male once his shirt was taken off. For the life of her, no matter how much her act was working, she couldn’t stop the shade of crimson that overcame her features. “I… uh, you should lay down on the bar. So I can prep my workspace.” She then said, a playful smirk playing on her lips as she pointed to his chest as her workspace.

           The smirk on Seth’s face only grew when he noticed the red tint of her cheeks once he’d taken his shirt off, placing it over one of the bar stools next to them. “Got it,” he agreed, lifting himself up onto the bar counter in one swift movement and lying back just seconds later to present his chest to her as her workspace for the tequila. “Workspace is ready to be prepped,” he joked, winking up at her playfully.

[sethverona]

& FRANKIE‌:

“Thank you.” Frankie nodded, “I’ll keep that in mind and stop doubting myself.” She noted and quite honestly, that was a skill she was yet to master. “Hey now, some of us girls have bigger priorities than our hair and makeup.” Frankie pointed out with a laugh, shaking her head at him now. “Yeah - the hospital’s been pretty busy recently… I’m hoping the crazy dies down a bit - this is a small town, we shouldn’t have to deal with so much chaos.”

        “I was just teasing,” he smirked, lifting up his hands in defense. “But I got a niece at home who cares about pretty much nothing else, so.” Arms folding over his chest, a sigh escaped Seth’s lips at her words. “Seriously? I figured it might have gotten better by now, but it seems there’s just one thing after another in this town, huh? It’s kind of scary.”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

“Oh yeah? Well, I’ll be sure to test that out,” the blonde said with a little wink towards the male. As she placed the salt and lime on the table, she eyed him. “Your chest, take off your shirt and make yourself comfortable.” The girl said with a sly grin.

            For a moment he simply looked at her, entirely stunned by how forward she was -- but it rather attracted him than pushed him away, and a smirk took over his own features as he took his shirt and started pulling it over his head to expose his shirt. “You should know I always feel comfortable without a shirt, love.”

[sethverona]

& FRANKIE‌:

“Oh yeah - Or I could just buy a couple of wigs and rock those for the next few months and hope no one ever brings up the bad haircut again.” Frankie pointed out, playfully, “I find extensions annoying - plus imagine if your hair gets caught or something! They’d rip right out!” Of course, Frankie knew she was being particularly dramatic, but the look in her eyes indicated that she was hardly being serious. She nodded now with a kind smile, “Thanks, Seth. Things have been feeling pretty crazy around here, I think some good change is definitely needed. Even if it’s… something as insignificant as my hair.”

          “Okay, got it. No extensions. But like I said, it looks really good. You don’t need the wigs -- no one’s going to think it’s a bad hair cut,” he pointed out, unable to stop himself from grinning at her overly dramatic exclamation. “Insignificant? You’re a woman and saying your hair cut is insignificant? I have to say, that’s a first. It’s good change though, it really is. Better than everyone going crazy, that’s just... weird.”

[sethverona]

& SETH‌:

“All you need to be is a good bluffer, and with a face like that, I’m sure you are.” The girl said with a little smile, which only widened when the male complimented her. “I thought so too and we can also make it more interesting with a little salt, lemon and a body part — if you’d like, of course.”

          “I’m also great at telling the truth though -- just a little sidenote,” he smirked, giving her a wink as the tequila shots were placed down on the bar in front of them. “Oh, that’s not something I’m going to say no to. Which body part were you thinking?”

[sethverona]

& FRANKIE:

“No experts needed, just opinions.” Frankie assured, “Not that it matters now anyway since I’ve already gone and done it.” She added in jest before smiling now, “Thanks - I definitely think it’s going to take some getting used to though. I did this on a total whim - I have no idea what I was thinking really.”

          “That’s also very true. It’s not like you can change it now. Except with extensions, right? My niece keeps bugging me about wanting some.” So far, he hadn’t seen the point though, as the girl’s hair was already long enough. “Changes always need some getting used to. But it really does look good on you.”

[sethverona]

& SUTTON‌:

“That’s me, living the dream of not doing any actual work.” She could joke about it despite her actual job, even when it seemed more like a vacation than what it actually was. “Now that’s an idea I can get behind. You think we could swipe enough bottles for that?”

         “Damn, that’s one hell of a dream I’d love to share,” he chuckled, before looking around the place with arched brows. “I don’t know about you, but I’m an expert at swiping bottles. I think we could get that done.”

[sethverona]

& FRANKIE‌:

“It’s a little shorter than I thought it was gonna be…” Frankie admitted, running her fingers through her hair only for it to stop just before her shoulders. She’d gone and got herself a new look - a fresh cut which seemed all the more needed after the way these past few weeks have been, “I like it though - do you think it’s too much though? I’m literally not even going to be able to tie this up for a couple of months which is just… The weirdest concept to me.”

             “Well, I’m not an expert when it comes to hair, so I’m not sure you should be asking me, but... yeah.” Seth nodded, arms folded over his chest when he looked her over once. “I think it looks pretty damn good on you. You won’t even have to tie it up when it looks like that.”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

“Play your cards right and who knows where this night might lead up,” Harlow said with a small grin, happy to be able to do this without having to look over her shoulder. To think she’d believed that none of this could be possible in the past. “I’m Harlow. It’s very nice to meet you, Seth.” She said, deciding she liked the taste of his name on her tongue. “Maybe some tequila?”

          “Then I hope I’m a good card player,” he joked -- but there was truth behind his words. He wouldn’t mind seeing where this night could go with her. “Harlow. Beautiful name.” He grinned at her request for tequila, and told the bartender to get them some tequila shots. “Tequila sounds like a great choice.” Being handed the small glasses, Seth held one out for her. “Here you go.”

[sethverona]

& JOSH:

         “Welcome back to the land of the living; metaphorically speaking of course.” Joshua remarked as he watched them slowly wake from their position on his couch. “Seems you may have had one too many and hit your head on the way down last night, took quite the fall from grace, might I add.” He continued, placing a glass of water and some pain relief on the coffee table before them. “How are you feeling?” 

          “Fuck,” Seth groaned as he slowly sat up, one hand immediately going up to his pounding head. “I feel like shit. And like I had one too many and hit my head,” he added with a crooked grin. “Please tell me no one saw? I don’t want to be some new hit video on the internet.”

[sethverona]

& SUTTON‌:

“Oh, absolutely. You know, most little girls dream about being in the pageant; I just dreamed about watching it.” Falling back against the chair, she grinned like a complete idiot. But all too soon, her nose crinkled and an audible groan sounded from her. “God, that really pained me to say. If I had to watch any of that nonsense, I’d probably need that whole bottle and possibly a second one.”

            “Sounds like a much more relaxed dream than actually being in it. That sounds like it’s a lot of work.” His niece wanted to be in it one day, and listening to her talk about it was already annoying enough. “Same here. Not even sure if two bottles could be enough to go through that. I’d rather just drown myself in a whole bath tub of alcohol first.”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW‌:

Her brow rose more when he proceeded to compliment her. For whatever reason, she found her confidence and grinned slightly. “You should see this off.” With a wink, the girl turned around and proceeded to mouth ‘oh my god’ to the work friend who couldn’t help but grin and gave her a hidden thumbs up. Her arm circled him and she could only hope he didn’t notice how red she was, or hear her pounding heart.

         Her words were enough to put a smug grin onto Seth’s face. “You have no idea how much I’d love to see that,” he said quietly, before leading the way right to the bar once she had circled his arm with her own. “I’m Seth, by the way. Might as well introduce ourselves, right?”, he added with a wink shortly before they arrived, and he was quick to wave the bartender over towards them. “What do you want to drink?”

[sethverona]

& SUTTON‌:

“You know, with that attitude, you might not even make it to see who wins the pageant.” She easily teased while dropping down onto level ground, holding out her arm to dangle the bottle before him.

          “I might not, and you know what? I couldn’t care less who wins the pageant. I’d actually be happy if I didn’t have to suffer through all that bullshit,” he smirked, sitting down next to her before taking the bottle from her to take a sip. “Don’t tell me you’re interested in all of that?”

[sethverona]

& HARLOW:

“That’s good to know, even if you look really good in it.” Harlow said with a kind smile, hoping he didn’t take it as her observing his physique too much, which meant she should have said that the shirt looked nice on him. “I have to say I’ve heard that a few times,” the blonde grinned before tilting her head to signal a beckoning motion. “Shall we?”

         “Oh, I do?” There was an evident smirk on his lips, feeling rather flattered by her words. “I doubt I could ever look as good in this as you look right now though,” he gave the compliment right back, as she was a beautiful woman, and he never saw the point in keeping something like that a secret. “I can imagine.” Holding out his arm for her to take, he nodded with a smile. “Yeah, let’s go please.”