HARPER
Harper doesn't know either of the men he's inevitably paired with, but he doesn't mind listening to them chatter and chortle about as he heads inside with them. Though something undeniably warms when the term 'husband' is spoken, something affirming settling in his chest at the relief that despite how his own home had been so advanced, perhaps this one will not leave him abandoned in terms of freedom of expression and sexuality.
He keeps to his own side of the brothel as they set to work, curiously eyeing their magical efforts whenever they're readily apparent. Harper has no such talents, and instead he uses the available tools to destroy the framework of the inside of the brothel, keeping up a steady, chipper hum of some old song to keep himself occupied.
Harper does demolition!
He keeps to his own side of the brothel as they set to work, curiously eyeing their magical efforts whenever they're readily apparent. Harper has no such talents, and instead he uses the available tools to destroy the framework of the inside of the brothel, keeping up a steady, chipper hum of some old song to keep himself occupied.
Harper does demolition!
some things take insane bravery
but after that, you'll be free
but after that, you'll be free
