[party post]

[eyething]

Who: Anyone & everyone who'd come to the bar
Where: Damon's Bar
When: All of December-January. Feel free to come back as often as you want.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Just another two months at Damon's bar full of the day-to-day drinking, advice giving, and more drinking for those in need. There are also special nights like Speed Get-to-Know-You and Trivia Night and Karaoke night. Use the top-levels for all your bar needs. Tag around. Profit!
The Story:

Damon's bar has been up and running for approximately six months. Have you come by yet? If not, you should. There's no age requirement for entry (or for having a drink really) given the special nights can interest people of all ages.

The bar has a full staff. There's a kitchen in the back where food's made fresh. There's something special about it being made for you by actual hands, right? In the corner, there's a jukebox playing quietly to not disturb the atmosphere, but you can feel free to dance if a good tune comes on. Sometimes the jukebox acts up. You try to choose one song, and the jukebox decides that it has a better idea of a song that reflects your mood/current situation more. There's no changing channels when it does this.

Inside the bar, there's pool and darts to enjoy. Drag someone new over for a game, challenge a friend, or make up your own rules. Just don't toss a dart into someone's hair.

There are special nights ranging from Karaoke Night to Trivia Night. You've probably heard about them. They're listed up on a board outside of the bar, but also advertised on the network. This month is the first time the bar will be trying a Speed Get-to-Know You event. It's like Speed Dating but for everyone (whether someone wants a date or a friend or a frenemy).

Because it's the holiday season, there are some minimalist festive decorations up and around including mistletoe (so watch out). Damon's not a huge fan of the holidays, but there will be some festive drinks offered for the next two months.

Comments

[elevating]

[ He's an amazing drunk is what Harry Osborn is. There's nothing he can't do.

Of course just as he thinks he's going to make an impressive landing on the landing (pun intended), he trips and falls flat on his face, making gummy drops out of nothing at all.

This... isn't how he pictured how his night would end: embarrassing himself once again in front of Mary Jane Watson. Harry Osborn doesn't get up right away, choosing instead to face palm as he ignores the smell of candy all around him.

HOW AND WHY IS THIS HIS LIFE?

He wonders if tears will get turned into something else in Wonderland at this time of the year. He hopes so because a harsh sob escapes from his throat. He's just incredibly frustrated. He'd just lost his father who had died from the very same disease that's threatening to put an end to his life -- and Peter Parker, who he would have liked to have been friends with again hates his guts. That kind of thing seems to happen to him a lot. The people he loves always ends up abandoning him at some point. ]

[dramatic]

( she stills at the sound of that sob, a moment he surely doesn't want her to witness.

it's almost eerie, how he finds himself in a similar position to harry back in her own world. norman osborn recently deceased, his friendship with peter ruined, his own hold on reality so tenuous. mj and harry share certain similarities, not all of them pleasant. they push people away. they're lonely, and they hate to admit it. they mask it with bravado. he killed gwen. he killed gwen. she wants to hate him for that alone. some small part of her really and truly does.

but she also gets it's more complicated than that.

her shoulders droop, and she climbs down the rest of the stairs, lowering herself down to a crouched position beside him. she presses her elbows to her knees, her expression somewhat hard to read, but it's kind and a little sad. ) Look, you can keep pushing people away, or you can let me help you before the offer is off the table.

[elevating]

[ He stills and stays quiet for a brief moment, trying to get himself together. Harry faces away from her; not letting her see the hurt in his eyes before he's able to mask it again. ]

What makes you think I need your help? [ He gets up and brushes the candy off of his jacket and his neck, mumbling a curse under his breath for making a fool of himself. ]

It's just been a bad couple of days. You can understand, right? I only just got here. But this isn't me. [ He forces out a smile. ] I'm going to be fine. [ He pulls out a flask from his jacket pocket and takes a swig from it. ]

Tomorrow... tomorrow all of this will make perfect sense and I'll be fine. [ He starts to turn away again, intent on putting as much space between them as he can before he says or does something else that's completely foolish. ]

[dramatic]

( the fact you're a goddamn mess, harry. that's what makes her think you need help. not hers in particular, just help in general. everyone needs help sometimes. even harry osborn. even spider-man. maybe some day they will understand that too, but it won't be because of mary jane.

she meant what she said, after all. the offer wasn't going to be on the table forever, and she isn't going to beg.

this time, she lets him go. she can see now he always intended to go back to his room, wherever it is, to lick his wounds. why he pretended otherwise, she doesn't know, but she does know tomorrow will come and it still won't make a lick of sense. wonderland never does. )

[elevating]

Good night, Emma Jay. [ He gives her a two finger salute before disappearing around the corner. He can't help but call her that. It just seems like a thing he should do. After all, he's given her a bad impression of himself anyways.

He hates that she seems to see through to the real him. It's unnerving. It strips him of the ability to play the part of Harry fucking Osborn.

But enough is enough for now. He'll think about the ways to fix all of this tomorrow. ]