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For the Night Court 1984 fans, what do we think of these names inspired by the main cast?

The Open Court Romance universe is inspired by the night court 1984 show, and I'm looking for others who love to keep up with this and ya know. This is make to be queer, modern and diverse writing.

Hayden Sterling - Judge 

Dante Foster - Lawyer 

Catlina Smith - Layer 

Micha Roberts - Court Clerk 

Benjamin Scott - Officer 

Dan remember the words that Harry spoke to him when he was laying in the hospital bed.

"I love you!" Reply Harry. Dan couldn't choke the words out, knowing he didn't love himself. If he didn't love himself, how could he love Harry?

Now Dan stood within Harry's chambers, pacing back and forth. "Maybe I should rest?" Question Dan to himself. Dan then rested on the couch in Harry's chambers. As soon Dan rested on the couch, he begin to dream of Harry.

The way Harry touch and adore his body, leaving kisses everying. "I love you!" Hummed Harry in a hushed voice. Dan lay underneath Harry as his cheeks flashed with a rosy red hue. "Dan?" Whispering Harry as he leaned closer to Dan's ear. :Dan!" Yelled Harry.

Dan had awoken with a startle to see Harry, a blush appearing on Dan's face. Harry stood there with a warm smile on his fce. "Didn't mean to spook ya!" Chuckle Harry. "Whatcha dreaming about?" Asked Harry as he lean against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. "Nothing!" Spoke Dan as he push his greyish locks back and clear his throat. "Well then court is starting." Reply Harry. As Harry exit out of his chambers, Dan swalloed back the words. Wanting to speak them saying.

"I love you too."

Dora: Sylvie, this is my dear friend, Harry Stone. Harry, this is Sylvie Rothschild.

Harry: A pleasure to meet you, Miss.

Sylvie: Likewise. 

Dora: Harry is in town on business, and thought he would surprise me. 

Sylvie: Are you staying long?

Harry: That depends on how quickly my questions are answered.

Sylvie: What is it you do exactly, Mr Stone?

Harry: I do believe we’re being watched.

Dora: Are things...bad?

Harry: Tensions seem to be escalating, and we’re trying to get out in front of them. I know your insight would be appreciated...but you can’t do that from your mansion.