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@mfdimitriharrison
"There has got to be something in the air, becuase I have seen about ten different people say that birds are not real and spewing some bullshit about the earth being flat." @ggstarterblog
"There's a huge reason for that and it's not the reason you think, it's not something in the air." He laughed.
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"I can't comprehend what is going through some people's minds when they talk. I went on a date last night and she straight up told me she only wanted to date so she could become famous." He shook his head but gave a laugh. "I can laugh about it now, but still." @ggstarterblog
"Oh you sure you don't want to go? I can very much get you a ticket if you want." He laughed.
"I can one thousand percent say that I have never, and I mean never, had the urge to go see Harry Styles in concert." He laughed.
"Thank you, Dimitri, but since I'm inviting you out, at least let me get the first round."
"Alright Bass, I won't fight you on that." He laughed. "Where do you wanna go?"
Dimitri Harrison. A heartbreaker by nature, but a lover at heart too. Which side will win?
So far my heartbreaker side, maybe my lover side will win one day, but that has yet to happen.
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"Harry Styles is going to have his residency here in Manhattan for thirty shows at Madison Square Garden from August 26 to October 31st and I've already been told I cannot request any of those days off, so pray for me during that time, because I am going to need it." @ggstarterblog
"That sounds like pure hell and I am so glad I won't have to sit through any of that."
Robin stepped out of the supermarket with two overstuffed paper bags balanced precariously against her chest, her phone wedged between her shoulder and ear. "Yeah, yeah, mission accomplished. Got the groceries, more like literally drowning in them but I got them. I'll be home in a few. Bye!" She hung up. Robin adjusted her grip, took one step and walked straight into someone. The bags slipped, groceries tumbling onto the pavement as she scrambled to catch what she could. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Did I just full-on tackle you?" @ggstarterblog
"I promise you that I'm fine." Jordan chuckled. "You didn't knock me down and it takes a lot for me to actually get knocked down."
Jane stood near the small stage at Karaoke Boho, microphone warm in her hands, heart beating way too fast for someone who sang alone in her apartment almost every night. It was Valentine’s Day, and she wasn’t going to spend it sulking at home—tonight, she wanted to actually have fun. The opening notes of Shake It Off filled the room, and she sucked in a breath, nerves and excitement tangling in her chest. Her voice started soft, cautious—but then it settled, smooth and clear, carrying easily over the music. By the chorus, she was smiling, swaying with the rhythm, forgetting the crowd for just a moment and singing like she always did at home. When the song ended, she lowered the mic, cheeks flushed, eyes darting toward the room as she caught someone watching. “…Okay,” Jane said with a nervous laugh, “that was either brave… or a terrible life choice. Which one did it sound like to you?” @ggstarterblog
"I mean, it didn't sound too horrible. You can at least hold a note, we can't say the same for many people at this place."
Since his infamous live stream, Chuck had been laying low as much as possible, but he knew that hiding would just add whispers to the rumors that were already swiriling around. Stepping outside of The Empire, he exhaled and looked at at the person who walked up to him. "It might be way too early, but I am ready to have a glass of whiskey. How about you?" @ggstarterblog
"Chuck, I will always take a drink with you." Dimitri promised him with a smile. "The first round will be on me."
Dimitri for the New Year, No Alibis event
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"Gotta just love how the media is dumbing everyone down, huh?" She joked. "Though, our generation isn't much better, we've got people thinking obvious AI videos are true."
"That...ugh don't even bring up that AI bullshit to me. I fucking hate it and those who support it."
"Maybe, but I'm not gonna lie, Manhattan has so many faces, it's hard for even me to keep up with." He admitted. "I've lived here for almost two years now. Nice to meet you, Dimitri. How about you? How long have you lived in Manhattan for?"
"I get that, it took me a long time to remember everyone's names too when I first moved here." He chuckled. "Oh fuck, like almost my whole life."
"Oh I know, but this place is cheap. Cheap shitty coffee can really help me get through the day from time to time."
"Dude, it won't kill you to spend a dollar or two more on good coffee. Hell, it might actually do you some good."
Manhattan didn't sleep. That was something Xaden had come to appreciate.
The city at 2 AM was a different animal than the one that existed during daylight—quieter, stripped of its performance, almost honest. The crowds thinned to scattered clusters of people with their own reasons for being awake. No one bothered pretending anymore. No networking. No small talk. Just insomniacs, night shift workers, and people like him who couldn't quite remember how to rest.
Xaden walked north through SoHo, gym bag slung over one shoulder, muscles still warm from two hours of trying to exhaust himself into something close to peace. It never fully worked. The venin mark beneath his sleeve pulsed faintly with every heartbeat, a reminder that some things couldn't be burned away with reps and discipline.
But it helped. Structure helped. Even if the only structure he had left was showing up to a 24-hour gym at midnight and punishing his body until his mind went quiet.
The streets were nearly empty—just the occasional cab cutting through intersections, a few stragglers stumbling out of bars, the distant wail of sirens that never really stopped in this city. Xaden kept his pace measured, hands loose at his sides, aware of his surroundings the way he'd been trained to be. Old instincts didn't fade just because the battlefield changed.
He was two blocks from his building when he saw them.
A familiar face cutting through the glow of streetlights. Someone he'd seen before—rooftop bar a few weeks back, maybe, or one of those insufferable networking events someone had dragged him to. The kind of presence that lingered because it didn't quite match the environment. Too composed. Too deliberate. Walking alone at nearly 3 AM like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Xaden slowed, recognition sparking before he could stop it.
Most people who looked that put-together didn't wander empty streets at this hour. Either they had a reason to be out here, or they were running from something. Maybe both.
His instincts kicked in automatically—assess the threat level, clock the exits, determine if intervention was necessary. He wasn't looking for trouble. Wasn't looking to play hero. But three months in Manhattan hadn't completely stripped him of the reflexes that kept 107 people alive.
He changed his trajectory slightly, angling closer but not crowding, footsteps deliberate enough to announce his presence without startling them.
"Little late for a walk," he said, voice low and even, carrying just enough to reach them without echoing down the empty street. Not a question. Not quite a warning. Just an observation from someone who recognized another person who didn't sleep right.
He stopped a few feet away, gym bag shifting against his shoulder, dark eyes meeting theirs with the kind of directness that didn't bother with polite pretense.
"Unless you're also trying to figure out what the hell to do with the hours between midnight and dawn."
A pause. Then, almost reluctantly, like he was admitting to something:
"Xaden."
No last name. No explanation for why he was out here either.
Just two people who'd ended up in the same place at the wrong time of night—or maybe exactly the right one. @ggstarterblog
"Nice to meet you, Xaden, though I'm pretty sure we've crossed paths before." Dimitri chuckled. He had seen the male around Manhattan before but never actually knew him. He figured if he wasn't someone he actually went to St. Jude's with, then he had to be one of the supernatural people that lived in Manhattan. "How long have you been in New York for?" He raised a brow at him. "And I'm Dimitri, by the way."
John B leaned against the railing outside the bodega, coffee cooling in his hand as the city rushed past like it didn’t care who he was or where he’d come from. Manhattan still felt loud in a way the ocean never was — too many people, too many stories stacked on top of each other.
He glanced up as footsteps slowed near him, offering a crooked half-smile. “Tell me you’ve got a reason for looking that serious,” he said, casual but watchful. “Or at least a better coffee order than this.” @ggstarterblog
"I'm just here because I know the guy behind the counter, he's sells some good fucking food. Not so good coffee, but good food." Dimitri chuckled. "If you want a good coffee, you gotta go like three blocks west, John B."
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"This is so niche, but I low key hate those Rocket Money commericals and ads. Like I get there are peolpe out there who don't pay attention to their fiances, but they could use a better marketing team. It looks like they're just doing something on YouTube or Tik Tok and it's so lame." @ggstarterblog
Dimitri laughed. "I've seen a few of them and they are one million percent centered towards the younger generation who have the attention span of six fucking seconds."
