Harry Gave Him A Grin. "No, Thank You. I Do Apricate The Concern. Not A Lot Of People Would Bother To

closed event starter for @lucianafms

"We’re really going to do this aren’t we?" The night hadn't lived up to his expectations yet. He was up for anything tonight.

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."

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 ? "

As soon as Harry approached the bar, he waved over the bartender for a shot. The flutes of champagne were not going to work anymore for him. "Thank you" He chuckled at the man's joke. Taking his first sip, he looked back at the party. Harry was used to these amount of people but from time to time he needed some room to breath. "Not insufferable, I've been to events bigger. I just needed to step away. I suppose all of this can be a lot." He introduced himself. "I'm Harry." He extended his hand.

◜   ♱   :   "    not    at    all,    i'd    hate    to    be    the    one    drinking    up    the    bar    tab.    "    humour    lingers    by    the    edge,    legarthic    gaze    thrown    haphazardly    over    his    shoulder    for    a    brief    moment,    "    the    whole    thing's    a    bit    insufferable,    isn't    it    ?    "  

"I'm just getting old and getting turned around. Or my amount of drinks I've had tonight." He couldn't decided which one was right. Harry laughed it off. He was just here to have some fun. "I suppose you're right about that. Real glad I ran into you then. You seem to have gotten a hold of the layout." Then an idea popped into his head. "I think it might be a good idea to keep you by my side. For a while, you probably have others you want to be with I'm sure."

polite  smile  lingers  on  petals  as  she  accepted  the  other's  words,  groomed  into  docility  as  child  but  hunger  for  more  changed  her  ⸺  chameleon  that  easily  switches  natures,  it  makes  violetta  so  good  at  her  job.  "  i  believe  it's  more  the  amount  of  people  and  the  costumes,  it  all  seems  so  familiar  —  no  point  of  recognition  to  draw  back  on,  "  she  suggests,  furthering  the  conversation  between  the  pair  with  light  tones.

SEBASTIAN STAN L'Officiel Homme, 2018.

With the holidays around the corner, everyone was busy. Harry had his hand full but he had a bit of extra time to assist his elderly father. It was a quick errand to hope over to Kavas Enterprises to finalize an agreement for funding Harry Sr's next project. Harry walked into Kavas Enterprises and was directed to Kemal's office. Seeing Kemal clearly busy at his desk, Harry gave a quick knock on the open door to announce his arrival. The eye contact gave him the signal to at least walk in. "I'm here on behave of my father. He had a financial agreement, and he just needed to make some adjustments. The production had some additions made. Just wanted to make sure if it's in budget. He couldn't make due to his health, so I'm here in his place."

𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁  𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅  𝐹𝑇.  𝐾𝐸𝑀𝐴𝐿  𝐾𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑆. 𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁  :  his  office.

               he’s  been  actively  ignoring  the  individual  at  his  door,  making  it  known  that  he’s  more  than  aware  of  their  presence  by  looking  up  from  the  tablet  in  his  grasp  for  a  solid  moment  to  make  eye  contact  before  moving  back  to  business.  not  only  was  he  in  the  dog  house  and  forced  to  run  to  the  bathroom  for  testing  every  so  many  hours  (  as  if  he  could  actively  snort  anything  with  a  babysitter  on  duty  ),  but  he  was  drowning  in  stocks  that  continue  to  drop.  “  jesus  —  fucking  christ,  what  do  you  want  ?  ”  finally,  he  looks  up  to  properly  acknowledge  the  person  that’s  taking  up  space  in  his  office.

In the streets of New York, Harry never knew who he was going to bump into. Most of the time it was fans who recognized him but if he was lucky he would find someone who he knew. He was taking a walk to get his cup of needed coffee. He stopped waiting for a light to change when a gentle bump on his back had him turn around. The biggest smile spread on his face when he saw Elena. Before saying anything, he glanced at the cover in question. "No question she paid the magazine off." He has always had her back. "Clearly you are on a different level they don't understand. But why do you care about one magazine, El? Thought you were above tabloids."

𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁  𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅  𝐹𝑇.  𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑁𝐴  𝐶𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂. 𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁  :  magazine  stand.

               boredom  is  something  that  comes  naturally  for  the  castillo  actress,  constantly  needing  some  sense  of  chaos  in  her  world  to  occupy  the  restlessness  that  takes  place  within  their  mind.  red  bottoms  click  against  the  pavement,  glasses  shading  the  sunlight  from  their  eyes  and  slightly  shielding  themselves  from  the  onlookers  that  continue  to  do  the  double  takes,  only  boosting  the  ever  -  growing  ego  and  causing  a  smirk  to  sit  permanently  on  her  lips.  stopping  momentarily,  they  begin  the  back  step,  looking  towards  the  magazines  on  display  and  moving  closer  to  the  backside  of  an  individual,  peeking  over  their  shoulders  before  a  gasp  is  audibly  exiting  their  lips.  “  that’s  fuckin’  hurtful  and  bullshit  —  i  absolutely  wore  that  better,  look  at  my  cleavage  compared  to  hers,  who  the  fuck  writes  that  magazine  ?  my  grandmother  ?  ”

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? ”

When Harry was asked to come by Key's house for some scary games, he didn't think it would have been this decked out. He enjoyed a video game from time to time so he wasn't going to pass up a session with the newest music role in his latest production. Harry made himself comfortable on the couch as Key explained his set up. "You didn't have to go to this length for a game." He reached for a piece of pizza. "I've been on many set of horror films, I don't scare easy." He rolled his eyes at the laugh. "So what are playing?" He looked over at the other man.

For ;; Open Location ;; Keys place

"I know these horror games aren't for everyone, so to maximize your comfort I brought out the expensive blankets. They're cashmere. Even cranked up the AC and put the fire on to make the atmosphere extra spooky and cozy. If you're gonna hide behind the blanket, you might as well be doing it in style." Plopping down on the couch next to his guest, after having set everything up to make sure they're both as comfortable as possible, he finally settles in. "The pizza is sitting on a warmer so you don't have to worry about it getting cold whenever you wanna dig in. Same with the popcorn. It's kettle but I've got salty and caramel because I forgot to ask which one you like. There's drinks. Both kinds. Help yourself to whatever suits and let me know if you need anything besides a diaper." Imitating the most cartoonish movie villian laugh he can manage, "mwahaha" is how he continues to tease as he presses play on the controller. The colors of the room shift with the gigantic screen attached to the wall in front of them when the game starts.