#harper001

[chahid-narayanan]

WHERE: The farm WHEN: after the vigil WITH @soloharper​

Chahid waited at the entrance of the farm house with a hesitant smile on their face. They felt a little awkward that from all the people that could’ve been asked to explain the workings of the place to someone new, a deaf person should be the last person to ask. But they had agreed to it just as quickly when it was offered. It was hard to say no to people, and so Chahid had said yes.

They waved to the person who fitted the description they had been given. “Hi, you must be Harper, I’m Chahid, they asked me to give you a small tour so you know where everything is.” 

[bowieleblanc]

Status: closed @harpercarmichael​

Location: Calliope

After catching a little fucker trying to steal out of Hex and then having that same little fucker deliberately misgender them, Bowie decides they very much deserve to treat themself tonight. There’s no need for company, no. They’re going to spend some quality time with themself, taking themself out on a cute little date at one of the finer establishments in Olympus. Besides, they’ve never been to Calliope, so what better time than now to try out the highly regarded restaurant. 

And it’s a nice restaurant, nicer than any of the other places they’ve ventured into in Olympus. Fortunately, Bowie is dressed up for the solo occasion. They pulled their coily hair into a no hassle half up, half down do, and put on a nice little black dress with a little makeup. But the restaurant itself isn’t too busy, not that they exactly expected it to be bustling on a weeknight. It’s perfect, exactly how they want to spend their evening. But it wouldn’t be them if they didn’t take the opportunity to make a new friend. “Hey,” Bowie calls out to the woman walking by. “I don’t mean to stop you, but weren’t you at the little Clubhouse party? I think I saw you bringin’ in food or something at one point. I’m Bowie,” They ask with a naturally disarming smile.

[scthcartcr]

@harpercarmichael​

Seth’s been trying to come around a bit more to his normal self. He’s been trying to get himself up on the horse again, something that he’s been slacking on. The man is not really the man that just gives up on stuff, his stubborn nature preventing it. However, he’s gotten nothing lately on the murder and ultimately, this shit is driving him insane anymore. He’s on edge all the time and today that was going to change a bit. Tonight, Seth’s got a bag of weed at home, he’s heading to Calliope for some dinner and he’s got a pack of beer in the Charger— so he’s fucking ready to go. It would be a night to himself to get his shit together and the stop at Calliope was just another one on his list. Walking into the building, the man lets one of the waitresses know he’s here for pick-up, something he does fairly often, when he sees Harper come out from the back, her chef attire almost comical. It’s enough to make him smirk at least, the pair having a bit of ‘history’. “You make up my food yet?” he asks, shaking his head. “Hat seems to tell me ya might’ve.” Seth laughs at her hat’s expense. “Y’all ain’t lookin’ too busy tonight,” he mentions, leaning against the host’s desk.

[angelway]

Status: closed @harpercarmichael​

Location: The Medical Center

Angel doesn’t know what possesses her to go search for the woman, the one she’d seen shortly after arriving to the hospital. While she was fine, the other’s injuries seemed a little more serious. But right now, having been cleared, Angel wants to make sure she’s okay. They have no relation to one another. Hell, she doesn’t even know her name, but they share a bond now. They’re victims of the same act, and it’s a bond she desperately wishes not to be a part of. 

Moving through the ER corridors, Angel peeks through windows and doors with microscopic hope set in her intentions. She halts to a stop and takes a step back when she sees someone who looks like the woman she saw earlier in the night. It’s her. “Oh god,” She sighs to herself, approaching the door and opening it further. But she freezes at the entrance, not sure what her plan actually is. The sight of the woman’s bandages, for one, makes her heart drop even deeper. “Hi?” Angel says, almost uncertain.

[izzyrojas]

@harpercarmichael​

Getting herself back to normal life had, in theory, not been as hard as she had remembered. Probably because she’d only been back on the pills for three weeks before Ryder threw her pills in the toilet and monitored her close enough that the shame kept her on track. Her guilt kept her on track. At least enough to make it through the worst of it, with Ryder by her side when he could. That, paired with new meetings buddy and coincidentally the same one that helped her fall off the wagon together, well, she was on a new path. Or the same one, just years later. To keep herself busy and to keep her mind off the thought of her dead best friend or the fact that she wasted three years of sobriety, she’s been doing a fuck ton of non-stop moving. Work, working out, eating, sleeping… it was just everything to keep the distraction going. At least until she could deal with it, slowly but surely. Today was no different, she found herself with some time off, so she decided treating herself to lunch at Calliope would be the next best thing. Sitting by herself, menu open and phone scrolling through her Instagram feed. Looking up at the waitress, her eye is caught by Harper, someone she knows fairly well through Rowan, admittedly. “Hey baby, haven’t seen you in a while,” she comments, basically ignoring the waitress who was waiting to take her order.

[nxrcissam]

where: near the auction area when: around 5 pm who: Narcissa Malfoy and Harper Greengrass ( @harpergreengrass​ )

With Draco gleefully joining his father to see the rides set up by the charity that were also fit for kids, Narcissa was left with some free time on her hands. Given that there was barely anything of interest for Narcissa in the event, she would have gladly followed her husband and her son. But she also knew that Lucius might want to know what kind of artifacts were up for bidding. Without waiting for Lucius to ask, Narcissa excused herself and ventured towards the auction tent.

On the way there, Narcissa saw Harper and decided to indulge herself with a brief conversation. “Should you even be taking a break from planning your wedding?”

[della-slade]

Who: closed: @harperxnorwood​ Location: Descanso Beach Club Time: Dinner, Saturday June 20th

Even though Harper Norwood wasn't much older than her and she had lived on the island a long time, Della didn't know her very well. In fact the only thing she really knew about her was that she worked for her family's restaurant and that they made some of the best food in Catalina. She was always recommending them to her clients. "So you're actually allowed out of that restaurant of yours?" She joked. "And here I thought you were never allowed out to have some fun."