Harley: -started down the street with his head down walking towards his place- hm..

Harley: -picked up his phone stuffing it in his pocket then headed out of his house-

Harley: -the shirt was a darkish grey button up that he wore with black pants- hm...-he looked in the mirror messing with his his shirt collar and buttons-

Harley: -he got up putting on another new dress shirt and fluffing his messy hair-

Harley: "see you then." -he put his phone down and layed his head back on the arm of the chair- hm...

Harley: "how about in half an hour i swing by and we can walk there? i know a good bar around town"

Harley: "nice, is there a specific time that would be good for you?"

Harley: "so, i was kinda wondering if i could buy you a drink sometime? or not i mean its your choice," -read it over after he sent it and groaned realising he mighta been a bit too straightforward-

Harley: -he went up to his room and threw himself into his armchair slinging his legs over the side- ughh....-bored he took the number out of his pocket then texted him "hey sheru, its harley"-

Harley: -went into his house then tapped the device again bring him to his normal look- ah..there we go,

Harley: -he ran a hand thru his now light brown and neatly cut hair as he walked towards his house-

Harley: -once he got out of eye sight he tapped his chest device making his appearance change- hm...

Harley: -took the paper putting it in his pocket neatly then gave him a last smile- see you round. -he started walking away with a small smile on his face-

Harley: buuut anyways ang- uh, sheru, i have some things to do here soon..can i have your number by chance? if youd like i mean,

Harley: -his smile kinda turned more nervous than usual- i uh- well i-its just a habit of mine, im sorry-

Harley: -still smiling he narrowed his eyes- i think your smiles beautiful angel, why dont you see that?

Harley: -gazed at him for a bit then pointed his finger at him smirking- i like you. your cute-

aaAA he also held up a trans pride flag that someone threw up to him on stage-

Harley: -let out a kind of giggle and ran a hand thru his hair- but i wont because i feel it would make you uncomfortable,

Harley: -looked at him smiling still- i could name a good amount of reasons,..