#totrarpstarter

[stylescommaharryy]

Harry was stumbling around the hallways of their hotel in search of some company; his hands using the wall for leverage otherwise he would fall over. Harry had gone to a local pub nearby and was given shot after shot by a pretty bartender who seemed to fancy him. Harry wasn't one to hold his liquor, and with his secret he would near to be tight lipped, which wasn't going to happen. "Where are youuuu?" He sang as he continued down the hallway.

[ryderbrooksidfwu]

“-what did you say, sorry I trying to figure something out.”

[ryderbrooksidfwu]

“Nope, that sucks too. Why can’t I think today!”

[ryderbrooksidfwu]

“Wait I’m coming!” The girl yelled throwing her stuff down before running toward the voice that had told her to come see something. Stopping in her tracks she sighed, “Seriously that’s what you wanted to show me? You couldn’t send a picture?”