Novel & Cerita Seth Rollins Meme

And I’m not subjecting something so personal between me and Oliver to the team's commentary before we even establish the foundation. I dial Seth instead. Seth is an information broker out of Rotterdam. He trades in corporate blackmail and he’s notoriously, aggressively open about his own appetites. He showed up to our last meeting wearing a leather harness under an Armani suit, cheerfully telling me, Oba and Jozeph about his plans for later. We swap intel occasionally when our target lists overlap. The line rings twice. "Kir," Seth answers. His English is heavily accented, thick and smoky.

Seth asked, his tone laced with venom. “I saw it on a website this morning. It's everywhere. I mean, everywhere..” Arian said, his voice just as hard as Seth's. Seth's hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white as he fought to control the tremor of his rage. His eyes burned with a dangerous fire. His gaze flickered down to the video again and the filthy comments underneath it, calling Thea names. Seth stood on his feet, leaning his hands on the table. He was furious but had no clue whose head to hang on a pike for this!

Only Myles, Aron, and Hugh remain rooted to the stone, knowing that running until their lungs bleed is much better than facing Seth’s raw fury head-on. Left behind in the dark, the three captains stand stiff as statues while Seth’s phone suddenly buzzes in his pocket, cutting through the heavy silence like a blade. The incoming link comes straight from Beta Manley. Seth taps the screen, and Manley’s playful voice fills the line. "Seth, my friend, I hope I am not interrupting a private mating session? I just have to ask, how did you like the beautiful creature I picked out for your table tonight?"

My eyes meet five sets of orbits all staring at me for an answer Fuck. What now Seth?

Seth rummaged through the shreds of a napkin in his hand. "Dare: lick the floor," Seth said, shaking his head at Perry and getting off the stool. "You're sick, bro." Perry smirked. "Need a puke bucket?" Lennox joked. Seth huffed and knelt down, swiftly licking the floor in just a fraction of a second. Then he returned to his stool. We continued rolling the dice, and it seemed like cosmic justice was at play as Perry lost a die next.

rolling his eyes Seth scoffed " no , instead they will do it in a manner that nobody gets even the slightest bit of hint that their system's firewall was cracked - that's the whole point of leaving a false trail " " Are you trying to be sarcastic ?" " I'm so what you gonna jet me off ? Let me see you do it punk " " Alright , I didn't rush here to see you two fighting like an old couple ( Lewis : are you trying to make me throw up my breakfast ?) , if that's it I don't see the point of staying here " Seth tinted awfully somber and his eyes got this deadened look that I didn't like in the least bit " what is it ? Spit it out "

"Only if you let me pay you back when—" "If you say 'first paycheck' one more time," Seth interrupted with a laugh, "I'm ordering extra spring rolls just to spite you." "You wouldn't dare!" "Try me," he challenged, already signaling to turn toward the restaurant. "I might even throw in some mango sticky rice." "Now you're just being cruel," Isabella said, but she was smiling. It felt good to laugh, to joke around like this. Like normal people. Like friends.

I rolled my eyes and handed him a tissue. “I'm sorry!” Seth said between laughter and doubled over again to laugh. “Some time today, buddy,” I said to him dryly and he waved my words. “I'm sorry, what did you think would happen when you were the first ever female player of the Luna Strike team? Girl, every single official should be very interested in if the school is more screwed than it was in your absence,” Seth said to me and I rolled my eyes. Of course he was going to sound sensible.

I wrapped my arms around my knees, "why me Seth? Why are you going out of your way for me?" Seth lit his blunt taking a hit, "to be honest when I saw your post I didn't remember you. I see so many people in a day I learn to just tune it out. It wasn't until I had my assistant pull up your Facebook and I watched a video you had posted that I remembered that southern draw of yours. You sound so country." I could feel my face turning red, looking down I shook my head, "I do not."

Leon cuts him off before he can continue. "Oh my Goddess, okay! I get it. Just stop now! That's not a thought I want to have," Leon says, folding his arms across his chest and rolling his eyes. "Could you imagine?" Seth says. I turn and give him a look, and not a good one. "Ew, you perv. I'm right here!" I hiss. "That's not pervy, babe. You're mine!" Seth says, shrugging his stupid shoulders before pulling me into his lap.