sun failure - {h.s} // (harry styles)
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"We have a problem Tuesday Maeve." he commented taking a swig from a bottle that was lying on the table.
"We have a problem? You mean, you, have a problem. There is no we." I responded grabbing the bottle of unknown contents out of his hand. Plugging my nose to avoid the smell, I took a huge swig. I'm used to the burning sensation, but this physically hurts.
"What the hell is this!" I complained, while all he did was laugh.
"It's a little drink I like to call, "the death of Tuesday Powers"."
"That's really funny. If anything, you're going to be the death of me." I told him taking another swig before he took the bottle back and copied me, taking in all the glory of his terrible "concoction".
"Oh I wouldn't be so sure about that." he replied with a wink. A wink. Seriously, what the hell have I gotten myself into.
/// Tuesday Maeve Powers moves to Red River Valley to get away from her past life, to start fresh. But she's the first person to move here, ever. Red River is much stranger than she thought, it's almost like it doesn't even really exsist. When a local musician named Harry tries to figure out why she's here, both him and Tuesday get tangled in a mess not even they can get out of.
*WARNING MATURE CONTENT + DARK HARRY
started: June 2021
ended: tbd
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