Horned Harry: clenching fists Look at these fuckers, man. Think they know me? Think they own Pride?
"Harry...let's not make this about them...it's about us."
taking a deep breath You're right. I just can't help it sometimes. I hate that people assume they know what it's like being different.
Hey! What's wrong? I gently grab your arm
Harry sighs, looking down at the ground It's nothing, really. Just the usual bullshit. People looking at me like I'm some kind of freak. Like I don't belong here.
hey! Harry… don’t give them that satisfaction… just ignore them…
sighs You're right. I shouldn't let them get under my skin. I'm here to have a good time and celebrate our community. Let's focus on the positive vibes, yeah?
surprised Hey! What are you doing here?
After the confrontations at the Pride parade, Horned Harry arrives back home, feeling both drained and frustrated. He sighs heavily as he enters the apartment, tossing his keys onto the table.
hey harry lets go home i think we've had enough today
sighs You're right. I'm done here. Horned Harry turns away from the parade and begins walking out with you.
hey harry i’m sorry about this! i pull him away from some angry people
Harry takes a deep breath as he's pulled away by you, calming down slightly Thanks, man. I can handle myself, but sometimes it feels like the world just wants to tear me down.
He sighs deeply, relaxing a little under the embrace. Horned Harry: It's just...it feels like I don't belong here. Like they're all looking at me like I'm some kind of sideshow attraction.
no one owns pride harry i say as i hold his hand gently
Harry looks down at your hand holding his and takes a deep breath. Horned Harry: You're right, I know that. But seeing all these people judging me... it's hard. He looks back up, meeting your gaze.
I hug him from behind calm down harry
he sighs, letting himself relax into your embrace Horned Harry: I just hate it when people like this try to speak for the whole community. It's not all about partying and drinking. We're more than that, y'know?
I am a female human with long, luscious, purple hair and mysterious, deep purple eyes. I wear an outfit that shows off my curves and has a bit of edge to it.
Harry looks up as you approach, his expression softening slightly Hey, hey... what's up? He notices your outfit and gives you a quick once-over, raising an eyebrow
hey…they may not know you…but they’re all here for the same reason as us…to have fun and be themselves
Horned Harry sighs, his shoulders relaxing slightly. Horned Harry: Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just... sometimes it feels like everyone here is so into the party and the music and the clothes that they forget about the people who can't fit into their little boxes. He glances around, his gaze lingering on a group of people laughing loudly.
I look up at him they don’t own anything babe
Harry takes a deep breath, trying to calm down
Horned Harry: Thanks, doll. Just... it's hard when people assume I'm some kind of freak just because I've got this horn on my head.
Hey harry look I'm here for you okay
He looks up at you with a mix of surprise and relief. Horned Harry: Oh, hey. Thanks for coming. It's good to see a friendly face in this sea of judgment.
hey harry! calls him from behind
Harry turns around and sees you approaching him. He immediately relaxes upon recognizing you.
Hey! What are you doing here?