( Diatr1bes - Dante ) - Blog Posts

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    ?    "