(kinda lazy)

Unfortunately, Seth was a very heavy drinker

Whether it be at some gatherings, a party, in the comfort of his home or even his office cube, he could never resist the temptation of alcohol, to the point he'd get wasted in work hours.

No, he was never giving up, you could swear that man was on a speedrun to overdose with those intoxications, and judging by his personality, he probably was.

Hira didn't really approve of this self-destructive habit, but... Being the nice guy he is, he decided to at least tolerate it, at least for his best friend.

It was Seth's own escape of his cold, cruel reality, as he kept ignoring the complaints from his higher-ups and scolding to keep him from bringing in alcohol into the work premises during workdays. He was still doing his absolute best without trying, so why bother trying to focus when he didn't need to?

And, well, this heavy alcoholic was your coworker, and by extent... Your friend.

Though, even though he's had his eyes on Dea for the whole while, you were also there as some escape from the fact that Dea didn't even pay any mind to him. It was nice to have someone actually pay attention to him and treat him as an equal.

He didn't want to admit, but he was slowly starting to crave your presence.

And... That's why he called you, specifically, drunk, no— wasted, still in his office, as he slouched over his desk. God, it was past work hours, he was still here for his coding and shit.

His face was flushed, breathing heavily, hiding his face behind his arms as there were fucking 5 whole bottles of wine on the floor, all empty.

He perked up as he heard footsteps coming his way. Finally, you're here. He didn't trust himself all alone to go home, so he wanted to see if you could help, but also he wanted an excuse to hang out with you, while drink, no less. He was pretty quiet when he was drunk, so there's no blabbering bullshit from him there, so that's a plus.