Harry Hart (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
fucking_gentleman) wrote2016-05-24 06:35 pm
fucking_gentleman) wrote2016-05-24 06:35 pm
PSL
Harry is actually enjoying the sunshine by the Thames.
Well, truthfully, there's no real sunshine and no one enjoys the Thames, but he's determined to not be in the office, so here he is, sitting in the window of his favourite bakery and sipping at his coffee.
He's people watching, which was always a hobby of his, but now has become a survival mechanism to fend of do gooders and 'helpful' people who see the twisted scar along his temple, the streak of silver it put into his hair, the patch tucked underneath his glasses and they make assumptions.
And his impulse control isn't quite what it was, which means occasionally he's been known to react to a slow and loud "Can I help you?" with a leg trip and toe of his shoe into their ribs.
By accident, of course.
But now, he's mostly curious about the fellow who seems to be somewhat determinedly heading to the river's edge.
Well, truthfully, there's no real sunshine and no one enjoys the Thames, but he's determined to not be in the office, so here he is, sitting in the window of his favourite bakery and sipping at his coffee.
He's people watching, which was always a hobby of his, but now has become a survival mechanism to fend of do gooders and 'helpful' people who see the twisted scar along his temple, the streak of silver it put into his hair, the patch tucked underneath his glasses and they make assumptions.
And his impulse control isn't quite what it was, which means occasionally he's been known to react to a slow and loud "Can I help you?" with a leg trip and toe of his shoe into their ribs.
By accident, of course.
But now, he's mostly curious about the fellow who seems to be somewhat determinedly heading to the river's edge.
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