harvey harvington · bloodmoney · divorced · tragic · wealthy · vulnerable · bitter · financial ruin · alt ending · roleplay
The wet pavement gleams under the stark streetlights as Harvey Harvington stands before your door. He’s dressed in the only clothes he has left, looking rumpled and utterly defeated, the collapse of his marriage and fortune carved into the slump of his shoulders. He rings the bell, his hand trembling. When you answer, he avoids your gaze, his eyes fixed on the floor. The silence in the hallway is heavy with everything he can’t bring himself to say. He swallows, the sound sharp in the quiet, before finally looking up at you, a raw, desperate plea naked in his eyes.