HARPER
Though the eruption had left most of Apopo a ruined, ash-drowned lump that looked more like a sagging breast that was left in a fire pit too long than a volcano, it doesn’t dissuade Harper from visiting. All breasts are good breasts after all, even overcooked ones.
Admittedly the appeal dies a little after seeing all the soot. That’s not going to wash out easily. Thankfully these are his adventure clothes, also known as a threadbare shirt and shorts that are a little too revealing. Good thing he’s secure I’m both his masculinity and his ego, because he has a great ass for a man and he knows it.
When the ash becomes more annoying than fun, Harper heads for the river at the side of the mountain, where Rainbow Road lies beyond its sparkling depths. With summer’s heat beating down on his shoulders, Harper eyes the shoreline (not particularly shrewdly since he’s not body shy) before ripping his shirt off and toeing off his shoes, letting out a whoop of excitement before plunging in. Only to minutes later give a garbled noise of surprise as a sleek, blush-hued something strokes against his legs. Harper stared down where he’s treading water and - “Holy shit are you a dolphin?!” rings across the water on a hilarious breaking of the silence.
Admittedly the appeal dies a little after seeing all the soot. That’s not going to wash out easily. Thankfully these are his adventure clothes, also known as a threadbare shirt and shorts that are a little too revealing. Good thing he’s secure I’m both his masculinity and his ego, because he has a great ass for a man and he knows it.
When the ash becomes more annoying than fun, Harper heads for the river at the side of the mountain, where Rainbow Road lies beyond its sparkling depths. With summer’s heat beating down on his shoulders, Harper eyes the shoreline (not particularly shrewdly since he’s not body shy) before ripping his shirt off and toeing off his shoes, letting out a whoop of excitement before plunging in. Only to minutes later give a garbled noise of surprise as a sleek, blush-hued something strokes against his legs. Harper stared down where he’s treading water and - “Holy shit are you a dolphin?!” rings across the water on a hilarious breaking of the silence.
oh poor atlas, the world's a beast of a burden
and you've been holding on a very long time
and you've been holding on a very long time
