It was Sunday- which of course, meant Harry’s usual DJ gig at Café Penguino during brunch! It went smooth, and after his show, he was leaving the stage- his DJ helmet obscured his vision however.

He bumped into someone as he walked off, his helmet clumsily fell to the floor as he rubbed his head from the impact. “Hey, watch it.” Harry said in a deadpan voice, as he leaned over to grab his helmet. “This isn’t cheap you know, I saved up years of allowance for this.”