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@strcngwillcd what to HECK

    his mind was...elsewhere. harry still hadn’t come off of that rage, all but storing through auradon. it was difficult to contain all of that anger, and he knew sooner or later if he continued on like this, it was only going to get worse. and then he’d end up doing something he’d regret later on down the line. that was precisely the reason that the first mate had chosen to go somewhere to calm himself down -- to get away from the mess that had occurred. it was late, that much harry was aware of. he wasn’t quite sure how long he’d been out, storming about and fuming, but from the looks of it, most people were probably asleep. he felt a bit bad about doing this at a late hour, but it still didn’t stop him from pounding against the door to annalise’s apartment. “it’s me,” he shouted. the accent should be enough to identify him.