#c:harrison

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@sirharrisonschuester​ continues from here:

PM: You do? That’s great, Sir! Would you mind if I go with you when you go check it out? Maybe I could also show you some of the ones that came up on my search too. Will this be your first time in London?

[dcrbyalbright]

Her scuffed up combat boots treading along the Hastings floors, Darby swung around into Harry’s room, wearing the vintage lilac nightgown she had hacked off at the knees. It was past dark, so flashlight in hand she proposed an outing out into the woods, hoping his curiosity would be enough to convince him to accompany her. She was in the mood to get lost in nature. She had only been to Gibbet Hill a few times, so winding her way through the Preaker woods with the lone beam shining in front of her was a difficult task. Thin denim jacket barely keeping her warm, they finally made it to the top, Darby clicking off her flashlight to let their eyes adjust to the stars overhead. The lone stone turret rose up against the sky, crumbling into the landscape, dissolving into the empty beer cans and cigarette butts that littered the ground. Evidence of past students that had only used the beautiful spot as a drinking hole. “So...” She trailed off, her blue eyes flicking over to Harry, nearly blending in with the gentle navy of the sky. “What do you think? Should we take up residence here?” Hopping over towards the rocks, she headed towards the turret. Her mind still drifted bak to that night in Spain, dancing so close, their lips nearly touching, held back by the inconvenient presence of her boyfriend. Her boyfriend, who was no longer. The thought made her anxious, the fact that she wasn’t held back by anything now. Nervous fluttering in her stomach as she looked over towards Harry felt unfamiliar. she never got flustered, ever, and yet here she was. @harrisonhadlee​

[phcenixdavis]

“Hey Harry, are you okay? You seemed a little off in practice,” Nix questioned her teammate.

@harryjacobs

[little-earthquakes-rp]

[Closed Start: penned for @lovethebeardedgentleman ]

With a plate in each hand, she exited through the double swinging doors to the main dining floor as her eyes scanned rather quickly through the restaurant. Given the hour she was hoping to find her favorite patron and paused momentarily when she spotted the officer. The sight of him served up a little more pep in her step as she delivered the two plates with a warmth meant for another. Afterward, she made quick work of pulling a bill to drop it on another's table. Sliding the tablet into her cream colored apron pocket, as she wouldn’t be needing it, she practically bounced towards her friend as Sinatra crooned in the background.

Pausing at his table offering her usual greeting in a sing song manner, “Well good evening, Harrison,” before she placed a bare knee on the mint green vinyl seat cushion which he sat across from. After a quick assessment, that the customer's needs were met and there was no sign of the owner she slid fully into the seat; her smile and good mood amplified by his presence. Bringing her hands to the cool table top she fidgeted entwining her fingers, as her mood was bright and cheery she let out a soft giggle before asking, “Do you even want to know the specials?” Leaning back against the seat, she brought her hands to rest on her lap before she asked, “How was your day? Any good stories? Everything is so darn mundane around here. The most interesting thing news I have is we are out of key-lime pie. You’re all I got! save me from infinite boredom!” Lennon would be lying if she didn’t admit Harrison’s visits were always the best part of working at the diner.

[dysfunctionalyovth-blog]

“C’mon you’re telling me you still want to keep us a secret?” Harry smirked inching closer to the girl. “It’s been weeks now. I think we’re ready to tell them.”

[doc-klein-blog]

Morning. How’s my patient doing? Good? Great. Kingsman, it’s been my experience that having drunks rambling nonsense at my patients tends to stress them out when they should be resting, so why don’t you come with me? Sleep it off on the couch in your office, maybe, or the couch in mine if you’d be less likely to argue with that. Come on, get up. As Chloe felt it necessary to drink herself into oblivion with your brother last night, one of the less competent nurses will be in to check your vitals in a few minutes, Mrs. Lacey.

[dysfunctionalyovth-blog]

Suggested connection: girlfriend/fwb/best friend/ etc.

“He did what?” Harry stared at the other incredulously. “I’m gonna go rip his head off now. I hope you know that. That’s my only option... to fucking. rip. it. off.” He was practically growling through clenched teach as he stared down at the other.

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