Two things Harrison had not prepared for since moving to LA. The entire lack of manners in the existence of this city, and just how painfully prissy some of these people could be. He missed the south, desperately. He missed being in the humid warmth of Mississippi like no other, but this was where he needed to be. "Come to LA, they said. You'll get famous in no time." He stripped off his shirt, now covered in what had to have been a bay breeze before someone else came over to the bar. "I'll be right with you. Wardrobe malfunction, compliments of the inhebriated moron over in the corner with his face in his dip."
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