SEBASTIAN STAN L'Officiel Homme, 2018.

"How many glasses have you had tonight that you already forgot?" He teased. He wasn't going to shame her. That's why they were here. For a good time. "No worries. That's why I am here. We were on our way to the next room. For some extra activities to bring this night up a notch. But if you want to duel, I think I could pull out that sword over there."

the homme's question hangs in the air as brown optics dart around the ballroom, taking in the lavish surroundings adorned with gilded mirrors and elaborate chandeliers. she takes a sip of her drink, casting a sidelong glance at her companion. 〝 oh, i'm almost sure we are, 〞 she drawls, her red lipstick accentuating the playful smirk on her face. 〝 though, i must confess, i don't remember what i agreed to. did i accidentally sign up for a duel, a dance or perhaps just a scandalous tête-à-tête in the gardens ? 〞

Harry couldn't help but keep his smile. "Come on. I'm not stupid. Drunk, but not stupid." Harry took a sip at his drink. "I've been watching you for a second. I know something is up." This was a party. He wanted to have a little fun. "I'll pay to know. Name your price. I won't snitch if there is a secret gathering in the gardens or something."

               facial  features  quickly  mask  innocence  as  she  pulls  herself  back  into  the  present  moment,  looking  upwards  towards  the  other  with  wide  eyes.  “  ——  i  simply  have  no  idea  what  you’re  talking  about.  ”

closed starter for @shesloved ( rhys ) location: sports pub

Harry waved over the man as soon as Rhys walked into the pub. The private section he was given had the perfect spot to watch the game. Harry frequent this particular pub often as it reminded him the most of ones back in England. "Over here." It had been a good while since he sat down with a pal to watch a football soccer game. He still refused to call it soccer even in America. Quickly ordering a round of beers, Harry greeted Rhys. "Glad you showed."

Rubbing his glove clad hand together, Harry tried to keep himself warm. As the year was coming to an end, the weather was getting colder. And a winter in New York could be harsh. Harry pulled his coat tighter around him making his way into Central Park. The park during this time of year was the best to visit. He heard the footsteps approaching next to him. "Not yet. Close." Harry laughed it off. New York weather was nothing compared to England winters. "But if we do want to continue the day out here, I need some coffee."

air  grew  colder ,  scarves  came  out ,  steam  rising  from  the  grates  billowed  stronger  and  finn  adored  all  of  it .  the  contrast  between  the  big  grey  city  and  the  seas  of  reds ,  yellows  and  oranges  from  home  as  the  seasons  changed .  the  way  lovers  tucked  their  hands  into  the  other's  pocket  as  they  walked .  they  adored  seeing  the  normal  things ,  the  small  gestures  between  millions  of  people  sharing  a  city  that  made  everyone  anonymous ,  even  them ,  to  some  extent .  beanie  tugged  over  reddened  ears  to  shield  them  from  the  cold ,  sheepskin  jacket  pulled  tight  around  him ,  he  hoisted  himself  up  the  last  few  steps  from  the  subway  and  down  the  street  to  central  park .  "  sorry  i'm  late ,  "  he  said  as  he  walked  up  along  side  them .  "  i  hope  you're  not  too  frozen .  "

"That's the way to do it. I think most of my first auditions were won by a swig of liquid courage." He continued to sip at his current drink. "You don't have to tell me twice. I'll gladly have a dance with you." Harry finished his own drink before heading to the dance floor with her.

     “     just when i've had one too many drinks to make me ballsy,   ” blonde chuckles. not one to drink too much, but tonight was an exception, she was celebrating.     “     so, are you going to take me out for a dance or what?   ”

HENRY CAVILL as CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN BLACK ADAM (2022) dir. JAUME COLLET-SERRA

closed event starter for @effervcscentx

"Oh I know that look. You’re thinking aren’t you ?" Harry could tell by the other's expression that something was about to happen. And he wanted in.

Harry attended charity events at least once a month. That was happened when your name was Griffin. Him and his father were frequent to attend any sort of charity. After attending so many Harry learned a few tricks to liven them up. The table he was seated at tonight was filled with new faces to him. His attention was at the speaker until a whisper came from his side. He chuckled at her comment. "You're new to these?" Harry looked back up to the speaker. She wasn't wrong. He had already tuned them out. He was already giving a good amount of money to the cause, at least he do was get a drink with a pretty woman. "You know, what the hell. I'll take you on the offer. Let me walk you to the bar."

── with: open starter @ anyone ── where: charity gala in nyc ── when: saturday night, around night time

normally, normally she enjoyed attending the charity gala's set up by her manager. it's good for your brand, they said. the dressing up and flirting were usually the best part.

the worst ? the speeches. undoubtedly. they bore her to death, as lili did her best not to be caught yawning in the audience, hiding behind a nonchalant expression and the charms of her dramatic, flamboyant dress.

" i need a drink, " she confesses to the person seated next to her, whispering through gritted teeth. " these events get worse by the minute. i will start swinging by the chandelier à la sia if this speech doesn't end within the next three seconds. you with me ? "

Harry lifted his gaze from his phone. "No. Continue if you like. I was listening. We need to change a location, okay. We can work on that."

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : utp 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 : closed for @mrlondonboy

⸻⸻⸻ “ am i boring you? ”