i'm such a mess... *

[SEATON BRIGGS]

Seaton felt like shit.

Shirt untucked, hair unbrushed, he was sitting by the window in a crowded coffee shop, not even bothering to watch the girls walking down the sidewalk. All he could bring himself to do was watch the steam rise from his untouched coffee cup. That in itself was a sure sign something was wrong with him.

Not that something should be wrong with him. The only thing he had done was loose Nikki. Big whoop. He lost girls all the time. In fact, he was usually the one letting them go. He'd been dumped, broken up with, abandoned, deserted, ditched, what did it matter to him anymore? It just meant he was free to move onto another girl. Not stare at a cup of coffee like an idiot.

Seaton placed the palms of his hands on his forehead, then slowly dragged them down his face. He needed to pull himself together. This was just a pitstop. A phase. He would wake up the next morning and feel better than he'd felt in his entire life.

Taking a deep breath, he sat straight up in his seat, rubbing the arms of the chair in a preparatory fashion. He'd been sulking long enough. He was gonna flirt with pretty girls outside the window, and he was gonna like it. Wrapping his hands around the coffee cup, Seaton cracked his neck.

Okay. This was happening. He was himself again. He was gonna look out that window, and he was gonna get laid. Fully excited now, Seaton turned towards the window.

The first thing he say was the back of a girl's head. A beautiful blonde head. Immediately, his heart began to beat faster. Gasping a little, he leaned towards the glass, trying to get a better look at the girl. All feelings of excitement were gone. Instead, they had been replaced by a strange combination of comfort and sickness.

"Nikki?" he whispered, his nose inches away from the window. What if it was her? The girl sure look like Nikki. What should he do? Go talk to her? Just drink his coffee? His heart was racing now, he could hear his pulse pounding in his ears.

He would talk to her. Maybe she missed him. It would make her feel better, probably. He didn't need to go talk, but she would enjoy it. Seaton stood up.

And mystery girl turned around. She was definitely not Nikki.

Seaton sat just as quickly as he rose. His heart slowed with a disappointed thump. He flopped back into his chair, turning his attention to his cold coffee.

Okay. Something was seriously wrong with him.

ATTIRE

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