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——- ❝ Now — either could be rather fun and interesting — until you're speaking twilight quotes to someone not into it. so — would this just be the twilight films or just the books — or would it extend to both ? ❞ he asked curiously, as this would help him pick — because riddles seemed slightly tempting to him.

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capping at — 4 open.

"Since I've seen so many vampire costumes, it made me think of twilight. So, Would you rather only be able to speak in Twilight movie quotes or only be able to speak in riddles?"

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——- Listening to what val said, a soft grin crossing henry's lips as he listened, considering trying the suggestions. he didn't do much with baked goods aside the basics like simple cookies, muffins and cakes — and he also rarely did anything with his occasional sweet tooth either. so really this would all be truly helpful, and a good different try. ❝  well — sounds like could give these a try. i could definitely expand in the baked goods i have. ❞ he spoke with a slight chuckle, a warm grin resting on his lips. pausing in his thoughts before hearing what was uttered, henry froze for a moment. not that he was scared or startled, but he wasn't expecting someone to recognize him from anything really at all. his youtube presence was on and off to build for his music and acting — and those were small roles. so really he didn't do much with youtube anymore. ❝  um — i've done some minor acting and singing in my time. kinda the career i'm trying to build and — i also um — posted on youtube, still do from time to time. original songs and skits mostly, show off my work. ❞ he explained, curious if was any of that or he was being mistaken for someone else.

Val leaned on the counter, offering the man a smile. A feeling of déjà vu hit him as he saw Henry walked through the door, and as he began talking, Val wondered where he’d seen that face and heard that voice before. “I always have newcomers try the pan de sal. Classic, fluffy, and perfect on its own—or with a little butter if you’re feeling fancy. But if you’re craving sweet, maybe try some banana cue. It’s like a caramel apple, only it’s a banana… and more like a crispy, brûlée-style coating instead of a hard caramel.”

As he let Henry consider his options, Val’s mind kept circling back to where he’d seen him before. It was odd for him to lose track of details like this, keeping track of people had always been his bread and better, whether it was a suspect or a customer; his investigator’s mind just didn’t let things slip like that. After a moment’s pause, he couldn’t help himself. “Hey, sorry if this sounds random,” Val started tentatively, “but have I seen you somewhere before?”

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——- Henry knew that look all too well from his own raising of his little sister, basically being like a father to her at this point — as they left the family together when she was only a newborn. giving a small slow nod before glancing around the store briefly before gently leaning it. ❝  alright, but if you need anything, let me know and don't be afraid to ask for help. i raise my little sister — i kinda get what it's like. ❞ he spoke in a soft sweet tone before gently letting out a sigh, leaning back to standing straight up again. ❝  yeah — um, i'm tasked with giving my sister a princess room so — probably need like paint, paint brush, a hammer and some nails — if you have any of that it'd be a major help. ❞

his question was fair. had she been sleeping alright? if she were being honest, she was pretty overworked. she had the stress of the hardware store on top of being a mom and renovating her house. this wasn't easy but there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for her brother. a puff of air managed to slip past her lips, "i'm okay," she spoke and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "i'm just tired. it's been...a long couple of weeks. do you need help finding anything?"

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Nicholas Galitzine on Jimmy Kimmel Live (4/24/24)

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——- While henry wasn't one to push or pry without some sign it was fine — he did hold consider for the woman, even if they'd only met once briefly during a blackout. the english man gave a slightly worried look. ❝  are you sure all is well ? ❞ he let concern filter through his words, but he wouldn't make her say anything if she didn't wish to. glancing down to see the mess before composing himself enough to flash her a warm friendly smile. ❝  mostly was just seeing what you had. though if you recommend anything i should try ? ❞ he was always open to trying new things and sometimes he could only have the same things in his life for so long, even when it came to his tea and places he'd go to.

Still startled by the small accident, Jemma turned to face the man. It took her a whole second to realized where they'd met before a small, apologetic smile formed on her lips. "Yeah," she lied. It was quite obvious that nothing was alright, given the mess on the floor and Olaf still trying to chew on the dry leaves. "No!" She scolded him again, tugging at the collar around his neck and pulling him away from the mess. "I'm sorry. How can I help you?" She figured the mess could wait while she attended to her customer.

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——- The smirk that tugged on the brit's lips was fully of interested, with the patron before him — across the bar. leaning on the bar top with his arms folded, fully attention to the man. since he wasn't the only one working that night, he could really focus for the moment. a chuckle left him at the words before his smirk took root back across his lips. ❝  not so sure — but i'm interested. i blame it on my bargaining nature i was raised with. ❞ henry watched as miles looked at the paper, before his emerald eyes glanced around briefly — didn't seem anyone was paying them any mind still. not that it'd matter if such, but it seemed others were too into their own good times. giving a little nod, titling his head some. ❝  well, if we're keeping secrets — i think that can be arranged. shall i get you the drink then ? ❞ he questioned in a warm welcoming tone despite his posh and still rather heavy british accent, despite his few years in wilmington. it was just a piece of himself he wanted to keep — remember where he was from as well as his little sister. surely they'd have to go back and visit one day, whether for themselves or to attempt to see family again after so long.

Since arriving in Wilmington, it had seemed as if a storm cloud had hung over him. As if at any moment, the lightning would strike. and everything he had worked for all his life would catch fire. And finally, there's an ease brought to Miles with the familiarity of the accent that he hadn't realized he was longing for. A sense of home. The bartenders held banter only increasing the comfort. Amusement colored his own features as a paper slid across the wood towards him, causing an inability to hide the breakout of a lopsided grin. But he had yet to reach for it. Instead, his eyes remained studying the blonde before him. "Mate, how did we arrive at this role reversal where you're now bribing me?" Despite himself, Miles took the paper into his own hands, attempting to hold his best poker face as he assessed the number before a whistle escaped his lips. Likely barely heard over the noise of patrons. "I believe I can keep a secret quite well. However, this number will have to reduce by 50 percent if you expect me to stay secretive."

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——- A musical bug was lost within henry like his need to breathe, so if he could — he'd play. usually it was on his guitar, or piano at home but for once while out, when he should be getting ready for work, he was drawn to a piano. the brit, first allowed his fingers to graze the smooth slight cold keys before he gently sat before it, playing away. a lovely melody that spoke to him as he grew up back in manchester. while he wasn't shy — he didn't expect anyone was listening really until he finished and caught sight of someone. a soft grin crossed his lips at their words. ❝  thank you — and yes actually. it's something my mum wrote for me when i was younger. ❞ he shared recalling the first time his mum did such and every time he was having a hard time, she'd play it for him.

WITH: @henryknight LOCATION: anywhere with a piano/wherever he might play

The tune was alluring and like a moth to a flame, Ethan couldn’t help but be drawn to the notes on the piano. It was hardly the first time that he was hearing someone play since he could no longer do so. But it was definitely the first time he heard music that spoke to him. Where he might have otherwise gone in the opposite direction otherwise, this time he couldn’t help but follow the music. Finding a man sitting behind the piano, Ethan waited for the final note before clapping in the air silently. “That’s a unique composition. Is it original?”

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——- Giving a little nod of his head before letting out a sigh, gently biting at his lower lip for a moment. ❝  honestly — i learned it's never truly easy, but, we learned to adapt and live on. we grow from it, which is nice in a way. ❞ henry spoke in a low voice before giving a soft grin again, always wanted to try and keep friendly and a good atmosphere as much as possible. it was a comfort thing coming from a broken home and so he wanted to be to everyone what he always wished he had — a friend, an ear, a comfort. ❝  seeing her grow, adapt — it's amazing to see. i think i can say as she changes and adapts — i do as well. ❞ he gave a little nod at irza's words. ❝  perhaps — though, i know some kids are better than others too. i was a handful growing up. even had a reputation for lying. it took my teen years to work into being trusted again. now — i just tell the truth or choice my words carefully if i'm not ready to share something yet. ❞

Irza nodded, flashing Henry a half-smile. He was glad someone got it, even if it sucked that Henry had been through similar things. “Thanks, man. It’s good to hear you can relate. I’m trying to move past it, but it’s tough.” The situation in this city was no joke. Some days he wondered if he was even qualified to deal with it. “You’re right, though. Can’t let it consume me.” When the other brought up his sister, he perked up a bit. “That’s fantastic news. Kids are resilient, aren’t they? It’s amazing how quickly they adapt.” He wished that was the case for most people, though. Most couldn't adapt or play nice with others. "I was just thinking, if everyone were more like little kids, maybe the world wouldn't be in the state that it's in right now."

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——- Lately as he semi followed the news, henry's been gathering a lot happens. at first he was closed off in town but now with his little sister reaching four and himself about to reach twenty-nine — he's been trying to open up more. being lost between life and work wasn't a way to live but also the shy ways he had were still highly present. now he's come to have a few in town comforts — work and tea. tea always brought him a bit of being back home and just feel calm. while in the shop, the brit jumped a bit hearing the swear, then the loud scolding and he gently walked over to the area. ❝  is everything alright ? ❞ he asked with a hint of curiosity and worry laced within his voice.

open starter location: ordinary (jemma's tea shop in midtown)

Jemma tried taking time off in order to process the news of her brother being arrested but in the end she felt worse instead of better. Planting seeds and repotting plants was something that usually made her feel better but not when it meant she'd succumbed to her thoughts and that was the last place she wanted to be right now. She felt the urge to be around people even when she wasn't ready to meet the judgement in their eyes. First their uncle's name being linked to the mayor's cold case, now Kian being arrested for one. "Shit." The swear escaped her lips before she was able to process it when Jemma knocked a jar off the shelf and dried leaves scatterred on the floor. "Olaf! No!" She scolded the pup who rushed to give it a taste.

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——- As he walked inside — the smell of fresh baked goods hitting his nostrils almost immediately. it was rather pleasant, and he loved it. took him back to baking with his mother — the ocassional baking he also did either on his own or with his little sister. hearing the voice call out, henry grinned and approached with a sigh. ❝  um — sure, recommendations would be nice. fresh out the oven — now that sounds tempting. ❞ the brit grinned something as he allows himself to relax at just the pleasant scents alone.

Location: Valerio’s Bakeshop ( his mom’s bakery in Midtown )

The bakery was full of chatter, the smell of freshly baked bread, and people filling up their trays with The Goods™. Just as colorful rice cakes, sweet pastries, savory buns, and other traditional Filipino baked goods flew off the shelves, a small lady with greying hair and surprising mobility restocked the shelves just as fast. At the register, Val was finishing up with the latest customer, handing over a neatly packed bag of warm bread with an even warmer smile and a “Salamat po.”

The soft chime of the front door’s hanging bell caught his attention, making him glance up. “Hey there, welcome in!” he called out, his smile widening as he leaned against the counter. “Can I help you with anything? Need any recommendations? The pan de sal’s fresh out of the oven, still nice and warm!”

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——- Today, for some reason all henry looked forward to was working later. he took a couple days off to spend with his little sister and now he was just curious on what he could do to pass the time. browsing different places during his walk to pass time until reaching this one. while browsing around he noticed the woman at the counter and gently walked up to her. letting her notice him before offering a warm friendly smile. ❝  you're good — though before anything else, i have to ask. have you been sleeping alright ? ❞ curiosity was present in his british accented tone as his green eyes looked over her face, seeing the same lack of sleep look he held while taking extra shifts at work he probably didn't fully need.

OPEN STARTER SET @ FINISHING TOUCHES.

the lack of sleep was evident the moment anyone's eyes landed on sloane. she'd been working over time and picking up the slack that her brother couldn't in his current situation. she couldn't blame that on him though, especially since he was doing what he thought was best in the moment. she had an inventory sheet placed in front of her on the counter and her cheek was leaned against the palm of her hand. that was until she realized someone was standing in front of her. taking in a sharp breath, she pushed herself up hurriedly. "hi, sorry. can i help you?"

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——- Henry eyed the man with curious green eyes before he himself leaned on the bar top with a smirk on his lips. this was a rather interesting back and forth to him and there was a part of him ready to cave and give the desired bottle of clase azul. ❝  perhaps — but if you're willing to throw in extra, i might cave. so what's this extra offer ? ❞ the british bartender said, folding his arms on the bar, giving all his attention to the other. ❝  the price of being rich and famous. though — do you really think you can afford it ? if so.. ❞ he teased some, voicing trailing off in the end before getting a paper and pen, writing down price before folding it up, putting the pen away and looking towards the man. sliding the paper gently towards him. ❝  depending — maybe we can bargain a bit here, as long as you keep it between us. ❞

WHO: @henryknight WHERE: soundwave

His elbow hits the bar as he leaned forward–so maybe he’d been trying continuously since he arrived at the club to convince Henry to open up one of the rarer limited edition bottles of Clase Azul he knew they had to carry somewhere in the back. "Wait, you're telling me you don’t keep the best ones locked up in a vault or something? I’ll tell you what, I’ll even throw in a bit extra if I can keep the bottle. So…" he's added in a dramatic pause to flash the bartender a bright grin, "how much is it going to take for me to get my hands on it?"

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——- Moving towards the edge of the pool before glancing towards the other, chuckling some before shaking his head. ❝  no — this is a first for me as well and i'm not sure it's something i plan to do again. i'm raising my little sister and — if i get put in jail or something, i'd lose my mind over not seeing her and who might care for her in my absence. ❞ the biggest reason henry didn't take risks was of course, athena — the other reason was he didn't want to taint his name before his career happened. being a musician/actor with a reputation that wasn't so great would have that dream career lasting too long.

maybe he was right. maybe he should do more things like this more often. though, he was a little afraid that his impulsive designed to break into the pool was going to cause him to get into some trouble and ultimately cost him his job. at this point he was convinced h was just overthinking. "yeah, i mean, do you normally break into places or is this your first? because i'll tell you what, this is definitely my first."

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——- Letting himself enjoy the moment in the water, before having to deal with how his clothing would feel after. however he was glad he wasn't wearing a lot — so at least it wouldn't be that bad. ❝  guess for now — we don't think about it. i haven't either. might be nice to do things like this a bit more often. ❞ henry didn't do much like this due to work and time with his sister, but he could probably do more wild sort of things. enjoy time for himself more.

the other definitely had a point. it wasn't at all going to be as fun once the two of them got out of there. he was already dreading the feeling of his clothes clinging against his body. "you're right about that. for now, it doesn't feel all that bad. i currently am, well, kind of enjoying myself. it's been a while since i've done something kind of wild." this definitely wasn't what he normally did.

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——- Everything he heard from her, he agreed. henry was pushing so hard to provide, and sometimes he didn't just focus on himself and being a bit more present for his little sister. ❝  no — you're right. it's just.. doing this whole single parent thing, is honestly a lot. i never imagined raising a child, let alone my little sister on my own as basically her sole care taker. ❞ he was still trying to get a handle of it all, despite it being almost four years of raising her. ❝  yeah — okay. i think i can do that. ❞ the day off did sound pretty good, and he could use more quality time with athena after all. seeing the light in mahi's eyes when he spoke of his music, henry couldn't help but smile warmly. ❝  definitely and i am proud of it, for sure. i actually never thought to preform here. i'll admit — it's crossed my mind sometimes, but definitely not been something i actually considered doing. think i should ? ❞