don't stop me now, i'm having such a good time, i'm having a ball. don't stop me now. if you wanna have a good time, just give me a call. don't stop me now, 'cause i'm having a good time. don't stop me now. yes, i'm havin' a good time. i don't want to stop at all. yeah, i'm a rocket ship on my way to mars, on a collision course. i am a satellite, i'm out of control --
the yell from the other caused evelyn to jump in her spot, startling her. she turns to see harry yelling at the man across the road. it felt like years since she had even been in this small of a radius from harry, one of her only memories of him was freshman year and watching him, a junior, chug pineapple slurpees for fun. it was a strange introduction to hawkin’s highschool. but here she saw a different side to him. had some friends? she wondered for a moment who’d she consider a friend. either way, she found his words to be amusing at least, causing her to let out a soft huff in response. “ is that how you classify MORONS, if they can tie their own shoes or not ? ” she asks, although it’s not that deep of a question. she’s only asking to fill space as they walk away from the scene, tears slowly disappearing.
in all honesty, harry couldn’t say he knew evelyn well at all. he wasn’t sure if she had had friends or not, but if chuck was screaming rude stuff at her? well, harry wasn’t going to just sit back and watch that. or worse yet, laugh with the others. he was all for jokes when they were funny, but something about a middle aged man picking on a girl who was clearly uncomfortable didn’t sit right with him. he vaguely remembered her from school - she’d seemed quiet, mostly. but every now and then, he’d see the blonde around town or around school, usually with a sad look on her face. “of course. it’s a very scientific system,” he assured her, carefree grin on his face. “i mean, have you ever met a smart person who couldn’t tie their shoes?” harry asked, shooting one last glare over his shoulder at the crowd who had stopped to watch the exchange. there would probably be rumors and gossip swirling around the town of hawkins after this, but who really gave a shit? “want a pineapple slushie? there’s a two for one deal right now.”
living in a somewhat small town meant there wasn’t a lot of privacy. especially in the kaspbrak household. her mother wanted to know where cat was or what she was up to every hour of the day. it didn’t take long for cat to realize that sneaking out late at night for a breath of fresh air was quite possibly the best thing she could ever do. late night walks often led her to the park. it was empty most of the time, a hook up here and there. cat is laid back on a picnic table, looking up towards the night sky when a voice shake her from her daydreams. “shit!” she’ll squeal, sitting up quickly, and frantically pulling jacket onto her shoulders. “you scared the hell out of me!”
in a sleepy town like hawkins, indiana, there wasn’t much to do after midnight. the bar shut down around two, but harry didn’t really feel like drinking with the local alcoholics right now. most of them were lovely, usually, but harry needed a quieter night. maybe that was why he found himself in the park, a flask of whiskey in the pocket of his jeans; a night out under the stars seemed like a good way to spend the evening. strolling through, he made his way towards the picnic table near the back. it was usually undisturbed, but tonight, harry spotted cat kaspbrak laying on it. “come here often?” harry asked, tone teasing. but then she squealed, and harry really wasn’t expecting that. “sorry!” he yelped, surprised that she was so freaked out. “i didn’t mean to! jesus, you scared me!”
immediate wide grin on her lips . “ i so knew you would get it , harry ! ” and her power let her know it would be him , so bonus points . and sia wiggles a finger at him , before handing him a sample of superman ice cream with a carefully placed gummy bear on it . “ oh my god , right ? i should totally SERIOUSLY consider this . i’ve always wanted to be a badass , what else do you think would complete the look ? ” she’ll muse , as if she can afford a whole ass transformation ( she can’t ) . girl will nod solemnly , hair bouncing . “ you’re … so right . and like , christmas tree pines just NAVY GREEN !? ”
“of course i get it,” harry raised an eyebrow. “you’re only stating the obvious.” gladly accepting the ice cream sample like the good boy he is, harry grinned at sia. “my dear, sweet friend. one does not want to be a badass. one is a badass, or one is not.” he replied sagely, as if he were actually saying something intelligent and not a load of bullshit. “but, if you truly want to embrace your inner badass, get a leather jacket. it’s impossible to look dumb in a leather jacket.” he should know, he wore one occasionally, when he wasn’t wearing his old letterman jacket. right now, it was a little too hot to wear either. “absolutely. christmas is just baby maroon and navy green.”
“ look it’s marbles ! still looking for your friends ? awh. ” a man from across the street yelled at her, laughing, making everyone on the street stop and stare. evelyn instantly felt sick to the stomach. “ why don’t you do this town and favour and leave ?! don’t need more crazies around here. ” the man scoffs. evelyn’s fists clench as she pulls up the hood of her hoodie. “ fucking asshole. ” she mutters under her breath, tears welling in her eyes. she was always torn on whether to call people out or to just run away in silence. either way. it felt like everyone in this town hated her.
“AT LEAST SHE HAD SOME FRIENDS, CHUCK,” the blonde boy yelled back at the middle aged man who had insulted the girl. it was a small town, so harry knew the man from the local bar. he was an idiot, and coming from harry, that was saying something. “why don’t you go back to doing what you do best? being the town disappointment and day drinking on a tuesday morning,” harry added, rolling his eyes at the man. sighing heavily, he caught up to the girl, glancing down at her. “he’s a moron, anyway,” he remarked, walking beside her lazily. “wouldn’t know how to put on his shoes if they weren’t velcro.”
“ oh my god . ” girl’s eyelashes will FLUTTER as she looks at the other , a look of shock filling those innocent features of hers . she blinks in realization , before letting out a LAUGH that’ll fill the room . “ i just realized : maroon is totally just navy red . this is literally insane ! ” sia pauses , twirling a piece of long hair . “ what if i just … changed my hair color to navy red !? ”
blue eyes widening, harry looked at sia in wonder. “it...is,” he said, taking a bite of the ice cream cone in his hand. “holy shit.” this was truly a revelation. it was a little unsettling, but he didn’t mind it. “dude, your hair would look badass if you died it navy red.” he told his friend, waving a hand towards her hair. “...wait! does this mean that gray is navy white?” he asked, gasping.
[ logan shroyer · cis male · he/him · 22 ] ❝ hey !! did you see harold “harry” anderson walking into the hawkins’ pool ?? i’ve heard they’ve been described as entertaining by their close friends. but, i’ve also heard that they’ve been described as pretty careless by others. if there were three things that could describe them, it would be chugging pineapple slurpies on a dare, a cigarette-scented denim jacket, jamming out in his car at three in the morning. here’s to hoping they don’t get trapped in the upside down !! ❞ [ brooke · est · she/her · 22. ]
what’s up, friends ? i’m brooke, one of your admins and the mun for will byers ! if you want to plot with either of my boys, like this and i’ll hit you up on here or discord, if you want ! without further ado, here’s harry !
harold anderson was born to greg anderson and betty anderson, a dentist and housewife respectively. he has one younger sibling who’s around 18-19, and they’re a wanted connection in case you wanna snatch that up !
harry’s lived in hawkins his entire life. it’s his home, and he doesn’t really think he’ll ever leave. he’s not like other people - he doesn’t dream about life in a big city or anything like that. he wants a big life in a small town, and hawkins is perfect for that.
his parents surprisingly love him? a lot? like they’ve always supported him and his sibling, even if harry is a dumbass without a lot of big dreams or goals. even when he’s at his worst, his parents love him. so his childhood was pretty good.
harry was always fairly popular in school. he’s got money, looks, and he played sports, so his spot near the top of the social pyramid was always pretty secure.
he is peak chaos. like just the biggest dumbass. you can convince him to do anything by phrasing it as a dare. harry isn’t like, malicious per say, but he can do stupid stuff just because.
uhh wii music is just playing in his head at all times. even though it’s not, i need you to visualize that for the full effect.
harry is a chaotic neutral and that’s all.
he spent all of junior year with a brain freeze because people kept daring him to chug pineapple slushies and he’s not a bitch, so he did. he still does to feel alive sometimes.
after high school, he...stayed here? like, he just never saw himself leaving, and his parents were fine with it. harry goes to the community college currently, and he’s working on a business degree with a music minor. his post-grad plans are to either a) get a job at a current local business and work his way up the corporate ladder, or to b) open his own bar.
currently, harry works as a lifeguard at the community pool. he’s not the best at his job because he barely pays attention, but how could you fire this lovable dumbass?
he plays the guitar, and sometimes performs at bars and stuff. nothing major, and nothing deep, but he likes music a lot. it’s the one thing he gets super passionate about. like mention music, and his eyes light up and he just goes off.
would know every word to we didn’t start the fire if it had come up already.
while i wouldn’t necessarily say he’s a sweetheart, he’s not really mean either. he’s way too blunt for his own good and doesn’t always understand social cues, so he can say stupid things without realizing. but he doesn’t really mean to hurt people.
please don’t call him harold, he will literally stop talking to you for a week and then come back full chaotic force.
he’s bi, even if he doesn’t necessarily self-identify as that? mostly because he doesn’t know what that means (yay 1985 small town life). harry tends to go for girls more than anything else, but he is open to the idea of being with a guy.
he would like to think he’s a peter quill/han solo type, but he’s more andy dwyer/michael kelso. the true jar jar binks of hawkins. but not really, he isn’t that bad!!!!!!!
tl;dr he’s a chaotic force of energy who doesn’t know how to shut up or stop being the most. he can be super annoying, but he also is there for his friends if they need him.
if you want to plot with him, like this for me to hit you up! his wanted connections can be found here!
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