Closed Event Starter For @crybears

closed event starter for @crcve

Harry had followed them for a moment into the next room. "What is it that you wanted to show me?" He was curious as to what he was going to see.

Harry kept his grin. He was loving the vibes of the party so far. So many people were up to have fun. "Of course. I don't think it's allowed to not being drinking while in France." Harry gratefully took his own glass. This clearly wasn't his first one of the night. "Cheer, mate." He raised his glass with him. He took a long drink. "This place is truly amazing. I've been to France before but I've never got a chance to visit the Palace of Versailles."

- hamza looked down at himself , worried for a second that the thing he'd forgotten was his pants . once he saw he was fully dressed , he gave a sigh of relief . head tilted to the side in confusion though about what he could be forgetting until own question was answered . " oh you mean alcohol ... that makes a lotta sense now . don't have to ask me twice . " he grinned , plucking two of the glasses of the tray and passing one over to the other . " cheers . "

Harry lifted his gaze from his phone. "No. Continue if you like. I was listening. We need to change a location, okay. We can work on that."

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : utp 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 : closed for @mrlondonboy

⸻⸻⸻ “ am i boring you? ”

closed starter for @shesloved ( rhys ) location: sports pub

Harry waved over the man as soon as Rhys walked into the pub. The private section he was given had the perfect spot to watch the game. Harry frequent this particular pub often as it reminded him the most of ones back in England. "Over here." It had been a good while since he sat down with a pal to watch a football soccer game. He still refused to call it soccer even in America. Quickly ordering a round of beers, Harry greeted Rhys. "Glad you showed."

It had been years since Harry did any bidding for his father. After making a name of his own with his own movies, Harry and his father had different agendas. However with his father's health in question, this favor to meet Heidi for Harry Sr wasn't anything out of his way. "You were expecting my father, most likely." Harry walked into the office. "I'm here on his behalf." Harry took a seat. "I hope it's business. I don't want to know what my own father does for pleasure." He added a little lightheartedness. "He does apologize for not meeting in person, but he has been having some health concerns. Hope you understand."

── with: open starter @ anyone ── where: heidi's office in the upper east side ── when: sometime around monday morning

“   if it isn't you, what a surprise,  ” heidi hums, failing to fully acknowledge the other. her speedy fingers type on her phone, setting it aside before it buzzes again. she lifts up from her chair, casting the other a short - lived smile. “ is it business or pleasure?  come on, darling, take a seat. ”

In the streets of New York, Harry never knew who he was going to bump into. Most of the time it was fans who recognized him but if he was lucky he would find someone who he knew. He was taking a walk to get his cup of needed coffee. He stopped waiting for a light to change when a gentle bump on his back had him turn around. The biggest smile spread on his face when he saw Elena. Before saying anything, he glanced at the cover in question. "No question she paid the magazine off." He has always had her back. "Clearly you are on a different level they don't understand. But why do you care about one magazine, El? Thought you were above tabloids."

𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁  𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅  𝐹𝑇.  𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑁𝐴  𝐶𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂. 𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁  :  magazine  stand.

               boredom  is  something  that  comes  naturally  for  the  castillo  actress,  constantly  needing  some  sense  of  chaos  in  her  world  to  occupy  the  restlessness  that  takes  place  within  their  mind.  red  bottoms  click  against  the  pavement,  glasses  shading  the  sunlight  from  their  eyes  and  slightly  shielding  themselves  from  the  onlookers  that  continue  to  do  the  double  takes,  only  boosting  the  ever  -  growing  ego  and  causing  a  smirk  to  sit  permanently  on  her  lips.  stopping  momentarily,  they  begin  the  back  step,  looking  towards  the  magazines  on  display  and  moving  closer  to  the  backside  of  an  individual,  peeking  over  their  shoulders  before  a  gasp  is  audibly  exiting  their  lips.  “  that’s  fuckin’  hurtful  and  bullshit  —  i  absolutely  wore  that  better,  look  at  my  cleavage  compared  to  hers,  who  the  fuck  writes  that  magazine  ?  my  grandmother  ?  ”

Sebastian Stan on December 12th, 2022 in New York City

closed event starter for @lucianafms

"We’re really going to do this aren’t we?" The night hadn't lived up to his expectations yet. He was up for anything tonight.

With the holidays around the corner, everyone was busy. Harry had his hand full but he had a bit of extra time to assist his elderly father. It was a quick errand to hope over to Kavas Enterprises to finalize an agreement for funding Harry Sr's next project. Harry walked into Kavas Enterprises and was directed to Kemal's office. Seeing Kemal clearly busy at his desk, Harry gave a quick knock on the open door to announce his arrival. The eye contact gave him the signal to at least walk in. "I'm here on behave of my father. He had a financial agreement, and he just needed to make some adjustments. The production had some additions made. Just wanted to make sure if it's in budget. He couldn't make due to his health, so I'm here in his place."

𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑁  𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅  𝐹𝑇.  𝐾𝐸𝑀𝐴𝐿  𝐾𝐴𝑉𝐴𝑆. 𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐴𝑇𝐼𝑂𝑁  :  his  office.

               he’s  been  actively  ignoring  the  individual  at  his  door,  making  it  known  that  he’s  more  than  aware  of  their  presence  by  looking  up  from  the  tablet  in  his  grasp  for  a  solid  moment  to  make  eye  contact  before  moving  back  to  business.  not  only  was  he  in  the  dog  house  and  forced  to  run  to  the  bathroom  for  testing  every  so  many  hours  (  as  if  he  could  actively  snort  anything  with  a  babysitter  on  duty  ),  but  he  was  drowning  in  stocks  that  continue  to  drop.  “  jesus  —  fucking  christ,  what  do  you  want  ?  ”  finally,  he  looks  up  to  properly  acknowledge  the  person  that’s  taking  up  space  in  his  office.