🔍 Harry Griffin Jr Takes A Lie Detector Test

Harry attended charity events at least once a month. That was happened when your name was Griffin. Him and his father were frequent to attend any sort of charity. After attending so many Harry learned a few tricks to liven them up. The table he was seated at tonight was filled with new faces to him. His attention was at the speaker until a whisper came from his side. He chuckled at her comment. "You're new to these?" Harry looked back up to the speaker. She wasn't wrong. He had already tuned them out. He was already giving a good amount of money to the cause, at least he do was get a drink with a pretty woman. "You know, what the hell. I'll take you on the offer. Let me walk you to the bar."

── with: open starter @ anyone ── where: charity gala in nyc ── when: saturday night, around night time

normally, normally she enjoyed attending the charity gala's set up by her manager. it's good for your brand, they said. the dressing up and flirting were usually the best part.

the worst ? the speeches. undoubtedly. they bore her to death, as lili did her best not to be caught yawning in the audience, hiding behind a nonchalant expression and the charms of her dramatic, flamboyant dress.

" i need a drink, " she confesses to the person seated next to her, whispering through gritted teeth. " these events get worse by the minute. i will start swinging by the chandelier à la sia if this speech doesn't end within the next three seconds. you with me ? "

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.

closed event starter for @crybears

"You must have me mixed up with somebody else. This isn't my usually choice of wardrobe" There was a large mix of people here. All of them in high end outfits that could easily mistaken one for another. "I'm Harry."

HENRY CAVILL as CLARK KENT/SUPERMAN BLACK ADAM (2022) dir. JAUME COLLET-SERRA

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 .

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.

"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 ? 〞

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    ?    "  

“yeah. you should… you should probably go. okay? bye.”

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. ”