ofhenri

[ofhenri]

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 ❢

@ofhenri​

“i thought we could start with someone who actually knows what they’re doing,” thalia sighs, sliding back in her seat. she certainly doesn’t. she was reluctant to dive right back into what had caused the group’s rift in the first place, but knowing adam wouldn’t stop, with or without their support, was motivation enough. maybe, if they can just figure out what happened to his dad without chasing some mythical treasure at the same time, he can find closure. but she wouldn’t be out here, seeking out some mysterious historian, if henri hadn’t approached her first. 

“my mom knows him. kind of.” she unbuckles her seat belt and cranks the car door open, leaping out of the vehicle because her legs don’t quite reach the ground. “hey, you didn’t tell don, right?” thalia scrunches her nose. “i just think it might be easier to do this if it’s on the down low. if adam finds out… i just don’t want him to get his hopes up again.” 

the look on adam’s face when they’d broke the news about dropping the treasure hunt has haunted him in the days since. maybe that’s why — whenever don’s out of the house — he has been looking a little more into the history of the town to try to find out just why adam’s dad would even direct them to a crazy lady’s house.or trying to. snippets of articles published online by claudio morales, whose name he had seen scribbled onto the back of letters, documenting the town’s history behind a paywall. so, naturally he seeks out lia. their moral compass (and someone who he’s sure could take on a journalist/historian/whatever if need be).

“she does?” he quirks a brow, mouth pulling down at the corners to demonstrate that he’s impressed by alexa’s connections. “no, i have not told don,” he scoffs, stepping out of the car after her. henri had considered it, though. at least four times. two of those just so happened to be in the car on the way over. “so relax, i don’t know how far the reaches of outer banks bystander gossip extends, but it totally won’t be on my part that he finds out. don’t get me wrong, though! i don’t break my unspoken cousin code of conduct for just anything. mainly just... because i can’t stand seeing adam looking hurt, to be honest.” just like a sad, grouchy, adam-shaped puppy. a frown tugs at his lips at the thought as he looks up at the building that houses the local newspaper, adjusting the cap on his head as if he needs to make a better impression on the guy when they head inside. “y’know, i don’t know much about historians. other than like... that quote that says they’re gossips who tease the dead. which, heh, newspaper... kinda fitting, huh?”

[ofhenri]

it’s a common occurrence during the summer to find henri sprawled out on the floor, gnawing away at his nails as he rifles through polaroids. today, however, he’s devoid of a smile or a hum as he does so. looking down at the one or two shots of crackling embers he’d got from the bonfire before things headed drastically south the night before. there’s one photo that stands out to him, however. one he clutches closely to his chest as he stands up and makes his way languidly to don’s room. all before he raps his knuckles on the door three times to the tune of she’ll be coming round the mountain — just as he always had when they were kids. “... hey,” he says softly when the door opens. “... you feeling okay? i know last night was, uh, a lot.”   ( @kingscrcwn​ )

[ofhenri]

élite 1.01 - sentence starters

“ i was one of the lucky ones. “

“ this is fucking paradise, man. can’t you smell it? “

“ fuck. they’re looking at us like we’re martians. “

“ why did you have blood on you? “

“ good luck. you’re going to need it. “

“ it’s taken by my invisible friend. “

“ if i were you, i’d watch out for this one. she’ll take no prisoners. “

“ i feel like anything i say will be used against me, so it would be better to remain silent. “

“ strange as it may seem to you, sometimes waiters get a seat at the table. “

“ of all the people there, you had to mess with my brother. “

“ and some people say the rich don’t suffer. “

“ we’re only trying to be friendly. “

“ she’s a fan of lost causes. “

“ let us have him for awhile. we want to get to know him. or are you afraid of us? “

“ hands off my sister. pretend you have a restraining order. “

“ who do you think calls the shots here? “

“ i’m not going to give you my notes. and you shouldn’t be here. “

“ wait, do you think i’m here to study? no, no, no.  i’m here to meet the people who rule the roost. “

“ by the way, are you on instagram? i can give you my username, if you want.“

“ why do i get the feeling you’re lying to me? “

“ is it that hard to be a bit more enthusiastic? huh? “

“ all right, then. fuck you all. “

“ enjoy the view! this too, come on. wouldn’t you like to have this ass! “

“ i’m not your bro. i just saved your ass. “

“ we’ve been seen! shit! “

“ i just don’t want anyone at school to know. “

“ i don’t even have any friends there. or do i? “

“ why do you all mess with us so much? “

“ sorry, no real names. “

“ we’ll talk soon. you owe me one. “

“ i almost didn’t live to tell it. i got a huge cut on my head. “

“ look at him! sleeping like a baby. “

“ i know an epic way to end the night. “

“ what are you doing? no, no! don’t even think about it! “

“ you just got out of jail! this is the dumbest shit you could do! “

“ help us, and then you can go. “

“ it’s her word against ours. “

“ you and your silly obsession with doing it in public places. “

“ sorry about yesterday. we thought we were alone. “

“ look, i know we started off on the wrong foot. i’d like to fix that. “

“ no, come on. she deserves much better. you’re fucking kidding me! “

“ if i were you, i’d watch out for the girls here. “

“ give us a chance. we’re not all like my brother. “

“ don’t make fun of the newbie, okay? “

“ you may be used to all of this luxury and stuff, but i’m not. “

“ what do you think? that i live like the rest of them? “

“ say yes. i want to go home. “

“ you’re so much fun when you drink. “

“ wow, you rich people know how to throw a party! “

“ are you colorblind? or did you not turn on the light when you got dressed? “

“ handsome guys look good in anything. “

“ i don’t know. do you want me to stay? if you say yes, i’ll stay forever. “

“ can you explain why you brought the influencer? “

“ look. i forgive you, because you’re really drunk. “

“ i’d never betray you like this! “

“ fucking champagne! where’s the beer? “

“ the balls on you, kid, showing up here! don’t you know we have security cameras? ”

“ only alcohol can make this tolerable. here. “

“ i came here in peace, i swear. “

“ i’m not like him. and to be honest, i think i don’t even like him. “

“ he’s very good at solving problems by throwing money at them. “

“ i propose a game. why don’t you seduce her? come on, you woo her, she falls for you, everybody finds out… that’s it! we cut her down to size, and she can’t act all superior. “

“ i’ll let you do whatever you want with me. “

“ i already do whatever i want with you. “

“ we have fifteen minutes before they realize i’m not there. are you taking your clothes off? “

“ that comes off too. but slowly, so i can see you. “

“ those people are poison. you know it. why are you with them every time i turn around? “

“ i refuse to let you get hurt again! “

“ then when? tell me, when is the right time? why can’t we talk about it? “

“ every time you avoid the subject, i feel like a piece of shit. “

“ do you regret tonight? “

“ i love you. i love you more than ever. “

“ and who are you? unbelievable, the riffraff we have here tonight! “

“ should i take that as a compliment, or punch you? “

“ i’m not insulting you, just stating the facts. “

“ shove your money up your asses! “

“ how dare you come to this house to insult me and my family!? “

“ why don’t you get lost and stop making a fool of yourself? go! “

“ he’s a good person. me, not so much. “

“ stay a little longer. let me show you we are worth the trouble. “

“ teach me how to look at you. i promise i’ll be a fast learner. “

“ this one needs to be taken down a peg or two. “

“ are you gonna say nothing all night? after i stood up for you? “

“ you are clueless. do you know what i’ve done for you? “

“ i had it under control, and you had to make a mess. now i have to clean it up. “

“ i was protecting you, asshole! like i have my entire fucking life. “

“ he’s sleeping. he was up all night hugging the toilet. “

“ you dared to shout what a lot us think. “

[ofhenri]

Send “slurred words” to hear my muse describe yours whilst ridiculously drunk.

[ofhenri]

𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @alinafm​

it was optimistic to think that he’d stumble into alina in the same way he had a few weeks prior. but henri’s never been one to think realistically. instead, he figures he’ll try his usually non-existent luck in heading to the boutique she’d mentioned when they’d met after the hurricane. it’s mostly with purpose. small, beaten up, ‘get well soon’ card stuffed in his back pocket that he’s learnt to make do with after coming to the realisation that they don’t sell ‘sorry you fell into an abandoned room’ gift cards at any gift store in a mile radius (and he should know, he’s tried a fair few). “y’know once,” he calls almost immediately after stepping foot through the door and noticing her there. “when i was nine, i broke my leg after i purposely jumped out of a tree because i thought it’d be, like, my kinda lacklustre superhero origin story or whatever.” he drawls, eyes glancing over some of the items in the store as he makes his way over. “spoiler alert: it was not. now, i’m not saying what you experienced is the same, but i imagine the fall damage is similar... so... in other words, you have my deepest sympathies.” he doesn’t really realise he’s rambling until he notices he’s already crossed the shop, sucking in a breath as he ends his sentence. gentle smile replacing words as he takes the crumpled green envelope out of his pocket at long last and hands it out for her to take. “ya thinking of signing it? the cast, i mean.” 

[ofhenri]

[ofhenri]

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 ❢‌

quoting jordin sparks earns a laugh from alina that rings clear and bright in the somewhat empty beach. their chatter is rivaled only by a toddler who squeals when the water rushes to her ankles; alina thinks it’ll annoy her in twenty minutes. she turns back to henri, nodding in agreement. “exactly.” though it’s sort of out of her hands because greatness is really only a breath’s worth of effort with the connections that alina has. still, her father would have a different opinion. alina smiles again looking out towards the beach. “you’re right about that, i guess, you certainly don’t have this in paris. there are also no hurricanes though. and they’ve got french men and the champs-élysées so perhaps they’ve still got north carolina beat.” alina sighs. “oh, you’d love it there henri… but at least we have the beach.” she chuckles again.

“mm, all valid points,” he nods in agreement, and for once he doesn’t have much of a comeback. “although you cannot tell me there hasn’t been at least one moment in your life where you’ve been in that like,” he tries to conjure the words momentarily, hands raising up in a brief roll as if they can be brought about from thin air. “tipsy sorta trance where everything is great and you’re waltzing along, havin’ the best time, and the board walk? looks better than the champs-élysées ever could.” and for a moment, the grin on his face is a pure beam at the mere thought. “could just be beach side effects though.” pulling himself away from his thoughts, henri finally takes in the sight of the bag slung over her shoulder. “whatcha doing today anyway? got any big post-hurricane plans?” 

[ofhenri]

6, 16, 18, 21, 25

what holiday is their favorite? which is their least favorite? 

st. patrick’s day is henri’s favourite ! to anyone who asks, it’s because it’s a day for glorified drinking, of course - all done while saying “well, i could be irish ! i don’t know who my dad is - get off my back !” the real reason why it’s henri’s favourite is a bit more sentimental than that. filled with fond memories of his mum holding him up to see the chicago river being dyed green during a parade when he was a kid and taking pictures of his friends’ smiling faces as a teen. 

his least favourite holiday is christmas. it’s a bit of a cold affair in their household as it’s mostly his stepdad’s thing and it comes as a themed concept. they had an art installation in their living room with a silver tree made out of metal one year... suffice to say it haunts him. 

what time do they normally go to bed? how many hours of sleep do they usually need to function in the morning?

haha morning is not something henri’s familiar with. spotting him emerging from his room before eleven on any given day is a rare sight, mainly because he’s horrible at keeping a consistent bedtime. there’s just so many documentaries about cryptids and only so much time to view them in, y’know. 

what is their preferred weather? what would be a perfect weather day?

that one clip about april 25th is henri’s idea of perfect weather in a nutshell. not too hot, not too cold. he likes cloudy days the most because you have to work that little bit harder to find the beauty in them. 

what were they a part of in high school/college, if they went? were they a part of any clubs, did they play any sports? What clique would they have been considered a part of? 

hahaha SO i like to say that henri accidentally became a theatre kid in high school simply because he only auditioned for his first musical after he heard a classmate of his say she ‘was totally into guys who sing’. so he kinda stumbled into it but that was his whole thing for a good three years !  idk if he would have been part of any specific clique, though...? if anything, henri was a bit of a social butterfly ! 

dabbled with a ton of different things in college, though... and committed to none <3 

what do they prefer to do in the summertime? do they like going to the beach, do they prefer camping, staying in the city? do they like to stay indoors and away from the heat?

henri prefers to be outdoors as much as possible during the summer. whether it’s skateboarding or just messing around with his camera, he relishes every part of being out in the sunshine ( particularly when he’s in the obx ! ). nothing inspires his photography more than the summer and he tries to organise a camping trip once a year just to get away and look at the stars... but he’s also got terrible organisation skills so ! 

[ofhenri]

* things said meme

things you said over the phone

things you said with the tv on mute 

things you said when you were proud

things you said under your breath

things you said with sorrow between your fists

things you said when you were lost

things you said when our world began to crumble

things you said with too many days between us

things you didn’t say at all

things you said that i wasn’t meant to hear

things you said you’ll never forget

things you said with clammy hands 

things you said when fear cut deep

things you said while a fever stole your mind

things you said with rage between your teeth

things you were afraid to say

things you said when no one else was around

things you said when the sun was shining

things you said with blooming bruises and stinging cuts

things you said when we were safe

things you said without thinking

things you said that kept me grounded

things you said you loved about me

things you said you hated about me

things you said when you lied

things you said with scraped knees 

things you said with tears in your eyes

things you said while holding my hand 

things you said in the car

things you said under the stars

things you said at my grave

things you said at the kitchen table

things you said on the porch at 3 am

things you said in a gas station parking lot 

things you said in a hotel room

things you said in the waiting room

things you said while you stroked my hair

things you said that made me feel loved

things you said when i was crying

things you said while i cried in your arms 

things you said when you thought i was asleep

things you said in your sleep

things you said when you kissed me goodnight

things you said after a nightmare

things you said before death snatched you

things you said that i wish you hadn’t

things you said when it ended

things you said when you met my friends

things you said when we first met

things you said when they took me away

[ofhenri]

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[ofhenri]

different headcanon questions!!

1. What are three Netflix shows that they’ve rated five stars? 2. Where do they prefer to read? On the sofa, in bed, at a table, on the porch, in a cafe? 3. Do they like to play games? What kind of games: video, card, board? What are some of their favorites? 4. What’s their food weakness? What food can they never turn down? 5. Do they prefer movies or TV shows? Why? 6. What holiday is their favorite? Which is their least favorite? 7. What’s their diet like? Are they vegetarian, vegan? Do they have any food allergies that make them have a special diet? 8. What sort of toys did they play with as a child? 9. How often do they go grocery shopping? Do they tend to do one large trip, or smaller ones throughout the week? 10. Do they eat breakfast? What’s a typical breakfast look like for them? 11. Do they like going to museums? What type of museums do they like to go to? Art, science, historical; interactive, quiet, a mix? 12. How do they organize their books? Alphabetical by author, by title? By size, color, date published? Is there any rhyme or reason? 13. Have they ever been do Disney World/Land, or any other amusement park? What do they prefer to do at them: go on the rides, play the games, eat the food? 14. How do they eat their popcorn? What do they put on it? 15. When do they pay their bills? As soon as the bill comes in? At the last moment? Or are most of their bills automatically taken out of their account? 16. What time do they normally go to bed? How many hours of sleep do they usually need to function in the morning? 17. Do they have cable, or do they rely mostly on Netflix, Hulu, and other streaming services? 18. What is their preferred weather? What would be a perfect weather day? 19. Are they more of a snacker throughout the day, or they eat three meals and call it a day? 20. Have they ever had an imaginary friend? 21. What were they a part of in high school/college, if they went? Were they a part of any clubs, did they play any sports? What clique would they have been considered a part of? 22. Do they have a favorite restaurant? How often do they go to it, and what’s their usual order? 23. How do they prefer to watch movies? In the theater, on a streaming site, from an owned DVD/digital download, rented from somewhere? 24. Do they watch any sports? What are they a fan of, and what teams do they root for? Do they watch the games/matches on TV or do they try to be there for some in person? Do they just catch the highlights on their phone later on? 25. What do they prefer to do in the summertime? Do they like going to the beach, do they prefer camping, staying in the city? Do they like to stay indoors and away from the heat?

[ofhenri]

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚​ ❢‌

there’s something innocent about the crowd that summer brings along with it. the outer banks can get boring quickly — everyone is painfully predictable. still, summer here is like nothing else, familiarity and strangeness all at once. “good!” she exclaims, nodding, and it’s difficult to determine how genuine she’s being. but alina does like him. perhaps it’s because she sees some sort of harmless quality in him, she doesn’t quite know. when she’s next to him, she looks out to where his camera had been pointed at moments before. there’s nothing remarkable in the distance, just a sort of sad looking sandcastle. this, too, has been a point of fascination for alina; how henri somehow finds something beautiful in everything, something worth immortalizing with a photograph.

“oh, you know,” she shrugs coyly, a grin pulling at her lips. “getting there. one step at a time or whatever they say.” it couldn’t be farther from the truth. last summer she had been in paris, brushing shoulders with all sorts of important people. now, she was back in north carolina. a flash of uneasiness stirs in her gut. “figured i’d tackle the outer banks this summer.”

he lets his camera hang limply around his neck as she speaks, briefly distracted from bigger goals of sandcastle photo taking. not unwelcomely, though! because he likes talking to alina. even more so now that they have so much to catch up on. 

for a moment, a pang of envy hits him. like alina had found all the secrets he’d believed paris to hold when he’d wanted to apply to art school there. but then, just as quick as it appears, it dissipates. replaced quickly by a wide smile.  “of course, of course,” henri nods his head in full agreement. one step at a time has become a motto of his since dropping out of college, after all. ( in and out of lazing on the couch and sporadic shifts at whichever local business in champaign better suited to the nineties would hire him ). “it’s like my good friend, jordin, once said: ‘there’s no need to rush [...] it’s gonna happen’ and, more importantly, ‘it’s supposed to happen’. and you’re gonna do great things.” and his mum had once told him too much american idol would rot his brain... pfft. “plus... at least you’ve got the beach here, right? paris has none of that.” 

[ofhenri]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 ❢‌

a laugh escaped his lips, though it was half committed. more of an exhale without sound. he shook his head, and laid back on his bed. a mistake. it was as sticky as the rest of the room was. “we shoulda bought a kiddie pool. you think that would fit in the bathroom?” he already knew it wouldn’t. the bathroom was exactly 36 square feet, just big enough for the tub, shower, and toilet. still, it was nice to dream. he imagined being outside when this was all over, watching the surfers act recklessly, seeing henri in passing going down the street on his skateboard, with whatever friends he’d made that summer. he was so fuckin’ outgoing, a trait he could never relate to, no matter how hard he tried. 

the clock had just passed five pm, which meant that it was time for him to go to the cabinet above his sink that lovingly housed all of their alcoholic beverages. “what are we feeling tonight? margs? straight tequila? vodka and lemonade?” 

there’s little he’s looking forward to more than dragging theo into his summer nonsense. but for now he’s indulging his cousin’s suggestion - gleefully so - with a mixture between a groan and a guffaw exiting his mouth as he nods his head in agreement. “no yeah,” he thinks aloud, “if you had installed one in the shower... kinda-semi vertically maybe...? could have worked?” henri says, putting the gameboy aside entirely to tangle his fingers together in front of him in a half-hearted stretch. “or we shoulda just bought a water pistol... seriously. it would have been open season. you could hit me a gajillion times right now — smack bam in my face ! and i wouldn’t even be mad.” 

and for a moment, he remains lethargic. until he realises just what time it is and where theo is headed — then he’s quick to act. shuffling up on the mattress to cross his legs in front of him just so he can start a drumroll on his calves before theo rattles off the menu of the day. “mmm... well because i’m ever so classy i say we leave the straight tequila ‘til, like, sevenish? so margs for now...?” 

[ofhenri]

𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 ❢‌

it isn’t like alina to assist with any post-hurricane community service; waiting until the beaches opened up again is more like her style. still, the little effort she did put in has inflated in her head because alina swears that the beaches have opened up slightly earlier this time. she toes her way through the sand, her sandals hanging from one hand, and a beach tote over the other shoulder. a perfect day, even if she still has to search a little harder to find a perfect spot on the beach.

she’s still looking around when she recognizes a familiar head of curly, brown hair, a camera held to his eyes — just like the day they’d met. alina pushes her cherry red sunglasses to sit atop her head before yelling, “henri!” she waves her fingers, walking closer. “how ya been? it’s been too long!” / @ofhenri

much like a bear awaiting the coming of spring, it takes a while for henri to emerge from his post-stevie hibernation. namely because if there’s one thing on earth he despises, it’s manual labour. and despite the many times he has wished he were an outer banks boy, a natural pogue true and true, when henri emerges finally to see the light of day, he’s in tourist mode. with his nikon strapped around his neck and his ‘obx beach bum’ baseball cap adorning his head, he’s sure he’s doing a pretty good job of it too. and like a true tourist, his first destination is the beach. 

there’s always a certain appeal in capturing the season’s first post-hurricane sandcastle. he’s mid-shot, about to capture the flag waving in the breeze just right, when a familiar voice causes him to pause. “alina!” he greets in return with a mixture of surprise and delight. “i’ve been... yeah, i’ve been good,” he nods with a smile. even if the word good seems foreign now, considering he’s been struggling to make ends meet for the past few months. a little embarrassed at the fact that, in comparison to her, college dropout didn’t have the same ring to it as globetrotter. “but... more importantly, comment ça va pour toi?” henri’s smile only grows, cocking his head to one side. “how’s slowly taking over the world going for you?”

[ofhenri]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨​❢‌

who: @ofhenri​ when: june 10th  where: theo’s apartment 

home was a concept that theo never thought he would know or understand. his entire life, he dreaded being at home. dreaded the thought of hearing his dad walk through the door. but now, in his own place, surrounded by his own things, he found himself incredibly thankful. a feeling theo never truly lets himself feel. but he just knew, being locked away for a week with his father would only lead to pain. and lots of it. there was another layer of gratitude in being locked up with henri. they’d stocked up on everything they’d needed before the hurricane hit (after theo did some looking into just how powerful and how long hurricane stevie was going to be.) 

despite the peacefulness he felt in having a place where he could stay during all of this, though not a very glamorous one, but his, he was getting restless. no a/c, windows having to be kept closed, and battery powered fans all around their room. it was something he should be used to by now, but he never would be. his thoughts were on the other side of the island. how they all probably have their own generators or some shit. he couldn’t even text any of his friends to see if they were alright. “man, i’m about ready to run out of here.”

visiting theo is always the highlight of his summer — hurricanes and all. not just an escape from present realities, but for the time it allows henri with his cousin. the rain still falls steadily outside the window, even if it’s not as chaotic as it had been in the first day or so of stevie’s appearance. their living situation is reminiscent of lincoln park zoo. when he had spent too much time staring in at the monkeys on a school trip wondering just what it was like living a life in captivity. except the monkeys didn’t have enough spirits available at hand to last three stevies over ( or so he hopes, he really does ). 

henri turns himself right side up on the air mattress, putting down a gameboy he’d been engaged in a very serious game of tetris on, with his legs formerly splayed at an awkward angle above him. visibly letting theo know that he has gained his undivided attention. they’re both going a bit stir crazy at this point, the stickiness of the room doing nothing to remedy it. and for a moment a sympathetic glance is cast in theo’s direction before his mouth opens. “oh theo, you do offend me,” henri teases, “am i that unbearable that you’d rather fling yourself into the arms of a hurricane rather than spend time with me?” for a moment he dramatically pouts,  “i mean you could borrow my skateboard, i guess. ya know. as a flotation device.” 

[ofhenri]

i had the exact same thing

[ofhenri]

The first words Stassi ever spoke on camera for Vanderpump Rules, in her original casting interview.