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"Your not going to die you're Harry fucking Osborn" //I just wanted to let you know that I've personally connected with that line on a spiritual and emotional level thank you.
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"Excuse me-- bit lost. I was trying to find...Oscorp, I think it's called. Friend's working there and I thought I'd surprise him,"
A pause, Tully blue eyes locking upon the other. The smallest hint of a smile formed upon her lips and she shook her head.
"Probably sounds weird since it's supposed to be big, I guess-- just not from around here, is all,"
geneticallyxcursed:
Maybe it’s the because of alcohol coursing through his veins, or the rotting patch of skin that’s starting to form on his neck, but Harry Osborn has had enough, and it’s definitely not his fault that he starts to cry.
He clutches rather feebly onto the expensive looking bottle of scotch, tears falling freely from his eyes. He gave up a long time ago trying to wipe them away. A sniff leaves his nose, and as he glances up, his blue eyes meet Olivia’s own. A sad, pathetic, and almost angry smile plays on his lips before he opens his mouth to speak.
“Guess I shoulda’ told you I was dying before I fell in love with you.”
"I told you I'd be able to fi "
The grin melts off her face when she bursts through the door, the triumph she feels in finally being able to find her way up to Harry's office without help dissipating upon seeing the broken look on his face.
When the pungent smell of the scotch and the sound of his voice hits her, her nose wrinkles and her confusion transforms into concern before she clears her throat and makes her way over to where he's sitting. Wordlessly, she pries the bottle from his hands and places it back back where it came from among all of its other expensive looking equals that rested one of the various surfaces in the room.
After the bottle is a safe distance away, she walks back to him and makes herself comfortable in his lap, still kind of amazed at how perfectly they always seemed to fit together. Their eyes meet again, and she smiles sadly as she reaches up and cups either side of his face, her sleeves drying his cheeks and her thumbs brushing gently across his cheekbones to catch any new tears that threatened to wet them again.
"You're not dying, Harry, and you're not you're not in love with me. You're just drunk. I'd offer to put you to bed, but I'm not sure where bed is, and if you go down on the way there I'm certainly going down with you and then we're both screwed. So much for dinner, I guess. Why are you what's the matter?"
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wh oa hello quality harry how are you today
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Movie: Nah, Looks cool, seen it, watching now! Just. Beat Generation. Poetry. Dan and Dane. Enough said. *melts* It’s one of D’s favorite movies.
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geneticallyxcursed:
{ SMS ;; Olivia } I have a bottle of wine, candles, and an empty mansion if you’re interested.
[text: Harold] I also have wine, an empty apartment, and a stack of ungraded finals.
[text: Harold] I would be, but I'm more interested in not losing my job.
[ There are Limits ]
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Keen pearly whites had once again bitten upon delicate yet bruised lips and it’s edges, open palms became closed as the woman struggled against the serum that entered her system earlier through a needle she had crushed with bare hands. Collapsing to the ground and groaning was the only thing Regina could do to cope with agonizing pain, unfortunately those in white lab coats that watched didn’t bother to give their aid and only proceeded to write down notes of their observation. A couple of minutes had passed and Regina had re-gained her consciousness after a recently stitched wound located on the left side of her body had trailed from the stomach to the hip had ripped apart causing much blood loss though it was restitched again just in a carelessly manner, she was lucky to be alive after that much trauma and could only produce tears of pain from her eyes.
