Traveling back across the pond was something Harry didn't do a lot in his later years. He seemed to enjoy America a bit more but if he was going to watch a football game, Harry would pick England over America every time. Harry thought over Ace's first question then glanced the the woman. "Wine. Red, please." He let out a breathy chuckle. He wasn't going to judge what Ace and his employees did but he wasn't the young lad he used to be. "She's lovely but wine is just fine." He gave her a quick wave for no hard feelings. "I'm not looking for anything at the moment."
closed starter feat. HARRY (@mrlondonboy)
it's not the first nor the last time the footballer decides to bring one of his friends along to a game overseas , only to be back by his private jet on the same night over . " beer or wine ? or maybe her with either one ? " the male asks , hues scanning the stewardess who isn't shy on returning the looks either .
"That's the way to do it. I think most of my first auditions were won by a swig of liquid courage." He continued to sip at his current drink. "You don't have to tell me twice. I'll gladly have a dance with you." Harry finished his own drink before heading to the dance floor with her.
“ just when i've had one too many drinks to make me ballsy, ” blonde chuckles. not one to drink too much, but tonight was an exception, she was celebrating. “ so, are you going to take me out for a dance or what? ”
"How many glasses have you had tonight that you already forgot?" He teased. He wasn't going to shame her. That's why they were here. For a good time. "No worries. That's why I am here. We were on our way to the next room. For some extra activities to bring this night up a notch. But if you want to duel, I think I could pull out that sword over there."
the homme's question hangs in the air as brown optics dart around the ballroom, taking in the lavish surroundings adorned with gilded mirrors and elaborate chandeliers. she takes a sip of her drink, casting a sidelong glance at her companion. 〝 oh, i'm almost sure we are, 〞 she drawls, her red lipstick accentuating the playful smirk on her face. 〝 though, i must confess, i don't remember what i agreed to. did i accidentally sign up for a duel, a dance or perhaps just a scandalous tête-à-tête in the gardens ? 〞
closed event starter for @buriedself
With his third glass of wine in hand, he pondered. "Hmm, I supposed I could help you. What could go wrong tonight?" He took one more sip. "How can I help?"
He laughed at her response. He wouldn't put it pass it them that were was some sort of room like that here. But that's not what he was going to. "No, no. Nothing like that." He took a sip of his glass of wine with his free hand. He took a hold of her hand as soon as she slipped into his. "But I can't say anything about some fun party favors later on. I might know I guy that is here." Harry lead them through the crowds. "What I was going to show was this room that some have moved to I heard it's more lively."
"Are you taking to me some kind of secret sex dungeon Harry, because I can promise you it won't go down well. Not unless you also have some nose dust tucked away too." Esmay replied skeptically, reaching out to grab hold of his hand as he moved towards the next room, conscious she might lose him in the crowed otherwise. "Then again it would still be better than this."
"That is true. Especially some good company. Which is hard to come by now a days. Being in a car most of the day, gets lonely then?"
closed ; vicentecortez & harrygriffin , @mrlondonboy
" it's so good to have company. for a long time, i was on my own. "
He appreciated the concern. "I know I might not look like I can party still, but I hold out a bit longer." He just needed another drink to keep him going. "I've been going to events like this for years. The French just do it a little different. How about you? What made you step out in the gardens?"
𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 ... @mrlondonboy
" You sure you're doing alright? "
As soon as Harry approached the bar, he waved over the bartender for a shot. The flutes of champagne were not going to work anymore for him. "Thank you" He chuckled at the man's joke. Taking his first sip, he looked back at the party. Harry was used to these amount of people but from time to time he needed some room to breath. "Not insufferable, I've been to events bigger. I just needed to step away. I suppose all of this can be a lot." He introduced himself. "I'm Harry." He extended his hand.
◜ ♱ : " not at all, i'd hate to be the one drinking up the bar tab. " humour lingers by the edge, legarthic gaze thrown haphazardly over his shoulder for a brief moment, " the whole thing's a bit insufferable, isn't it ? "