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Seth moved about the crowd weaving and bobbing through people occasionally having to hug a wall to get through the fellow party goers. He looked as though he had just come from a business meeting in the attire he was dressed in. It was a rough suit without the jacket yet he managed to pull it off as a new type of style. The tie always loosened with the collar up and wrinkled, the black vest clearly matching yet showing distinction from the white shirt beneath it. After a good five minute of navigating through the masses he finally made it outside the sliding glass door to the more open outdoors of the gathering. "Ah peace." he said with a cigarette in his mouth as his hands patted down his chest then his legs. "There you are." He said softly digging into his right pocket to retrieve his lighter.
The peaceful solace of the Arizona night calming his nerve along with the freshly lit addiction in his mouth. It was a clear night with little cloud cover and a full moon, the stars reflecting the light back they had received from the sun. The countless masses in the sky seemed to mirror the party goers inside the host's house. Another sigh escaped his lips as he moved to find a lawn chair to sit in taking in the mostly quiet, The bass still able to be heard from the party inside. Then again the soft thumping from the music and the chirping of the crickets made for a nice symposium in the night time breeze. He leaned his head back softly as his raven hued messy hair blew slightly in the wind. The sounds of mother nature mixed with the typical human ability to create loud drumming type of music. However this was a nice mixture of sounds, something he could lose himself in. The soft soothing vibrations moving in his direction and down his ear canal.
He turned his head slightly seeing the row of cars parked along the sidewalk. Clearly this was a street racer's haven, someone who lived fast and loud regardless of the time of day. Seth was different, though it was easily seen by everyone else that knew him. He liked things mellow and slow, but that wasn't to say he didn't have a streak in him that completely screamed racer or rebel. There was just something about this evening that made everything so....right. His head turned back to looking up at the stars the party going on without him, as they usually did.
The peaceful solace of the Arizona night calming his nerve along with the freshly lit addiction in his mouth. It was a clear night with little cloud cover and a full moon, the stars reflecting the light back they had received from the sun. The countless masses in the sky seemed to mirror the party goers inside the host's house. Another sigh escaped his lips as he moved to find a lawn chair to sit in taking in the mostly quiet, The bass still able to be heard from the party inside. Then again the soft thumping from the music and the chirping of the crickets made for a nice symposium in the night time breeze. He leaned his head back softly as his raven hued messy hair blew slightly in the wind. The sounds of mother nature mixed with the typical human ability to create loud drumming type of music. However this was a nice mixture of sounds, something he could lose himself in. The soft soothing vibrations moving in his direction and down his ear canal.
He turned his head slightly seeing the row of cars parked along the sidewalk. Clearly this was a street racer's haven, someone who lived fast and loud regardless of the time of day. Seth was different, though it was easily seen by everyone else that knew him. He liked things mellow and slow, but that wasn't to say he didn't have a streak in him that completely screamed racer or rebel. There was just something about this evening that made everything so....right. His head turned back to looking up at the stars the party going on without him, as they usually did.