smash or pass (for harry lmao)
smash or pass? meme ( accepting ) + @flyingfiinn // harry
Race cars make for GOOD BETS! And Faye’s been making a killing tonight, though her present company seems well positioned to believe that she’s just some heiress here to chase after boys in cars with nothing but time on her hers. Why not let him? Harry’s just like a puppy, isn’t he, the sort of kid who’s been sheltered his whole life and set free upon the world. Everything in his eyes was built out of good intent and the betterment of others, he doesn’t stop to wonder about duplicitous means - and Faye might even say she’s jealous. After all, how many times could someone say that they last looked at the world like that? But another word fizzles there too at the back of her throat that she finds herself less forgiving of - he is naive. And in a world such as this one, he’s bound to be eaten alive.
So why not have a bite while the opportunity presents itself?
Her palms are pressed to the glass ; he’s standing alongside of her, he’s not up for this race. But he watches her, watch with UNDENIABLE JOY as her eyes track the movement of the cars on the track - only, he’s likely wrong about the motivation. All she cares for is the thrill of the bet, be it in a car, a horse, or a good set of cards. But it’s nothing personal ; she doesn’t mind playing it up so that she can have a good time, her ticket held fast within her palm as she cheers for another win made, her arms thrown around him.
So he asks her. It’s as blunted as when he asks if she was flirting with him, and she almost wants to commend him on his CHILDLIKE BOLDNESS, in turn with his dulled intelligence, her lips quirking into a smile as her fingers carded through his curls. “Honestly, darling, you’re half the package. I’ve always loved a stupid man. But They also need to be rich. Maybe in another lifetime, Harry.”