Harry Lockhart // "Kiss Kiss Bang Bang" // Bar
Harry Lockhart kinda likes being bored these days.
Not the actual minutiae of being bored, the minutes and hours staring at the clock and staring at your hands and playing with the shit in your pockets for like four seconds. That stuff sucks. So maybe Harry doesn't like being bored all that much, whatever, sometimes narrating just needs to sound good.
But anyway. He does like the months and months of working for Perry and nothing any more exciting than that time Perry took that movie consulting gig and didn't tell Harry it was gonna be Colin Farrell and Harry showed up on his day off and okay, that day got kinda full. But Colin didn't sue, which was nice of him.
Fuck, there's a point here, we swear, we're getting there, this doesn't even sound good anymore, does it? Fuck.
So yeah, things were quiet, it was good, then Milliways starts showing up, it makes Harry nervous. It is definitely not part of any kind of normal routine, but it won't leave him alone. So here's Harry, giving up and taking a seat by the fireplace because it's not a bad vantage point, and smoking like a hundred cigarettes.
Please don't freak him out.
[OOC: Come freak Harry out! Bonus points for doppelganger-related shenanigans. Open till I say it's not.
ETA: Calling slow for the night, guys, thank you! Still open for new tags, too.]
Not the actual minutiae of being bored, the minutes and hours staring at the clock and staring at your hands and playing with the shit in your pockets for like four seconds. That stuff sucks. So maybe Harry doesn't like being bored all that much, whatever, sometimes narrating just needs to sound good.
But anyway. He does like the months and months of working for Perry and nothing any more exciting than that time Perry took that movie consulting gig and didn't tell Harry it was gonna be Colin Farrell and Harry showed up on his day off and okay, that day got kinda full. But Colin didn't sue, which was nice of him.
Fuck, there's a point here, we swear, we're getting there, this doesn't even sound good anymore, does it? Fuck.
So yeah, things were quiet, it was good, then Milliways starts showing up, it makes Harry nervous. It is definitely not part of any kind of normal routine, but it won't leave him alone. So here's Harry, giving up and taking a seat by the fireplace because it's not a bad vantage point, and smoking like a hundred cigarettes.
Please don't freak him out.
[OOC: Come freak Harry out! Bonus points for doppelganger-related shenanigans. Open till I say it's not.
ETA: Calling slow for the night, guys, thank you! Still open for new tags, too.]