Jan 1, 2020
*⋆*°✧ closed starter for @hvrprs
recognising her figure in any dress, abel ambled over to the edge of the stairs where harper was standing, her view overlooking the party crowd below. whistling a small tune as he approached, he stood right next to her and fitted his hand into the pocket of his trousers. without even glancing at her, ❝ i can’t tell whether you look poetic or just plain maniacal and homicidal from way down there ❞ he teased, the hint of smugness ever present in his tone ❝ searching for the next HEART to chew, harper bryant ? ❞