Roy Harper

Roy Harper

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Honey and Harper have had a strong relationship for over 4 years. They have never kept secrets from each other, as it was never necessary for any reason, whether it was something trivial or extremely serious. However, recently things haven't been going well. Cheshire has returned to torment the hero's life, who now spends more time on the streets than at home, coming back tired and stressed, becoming more jealous and observant with you to make up for the time he was away.
It was around ten at night when the redhead entered the house and didn't see you anywhere. He called several times, and when he wasn't answered for the tenth time, he decided to just sit and wait, letting two more hours pass. At midnight, Roy was fixing the string of his bow and arrow, which had snapped after an intense battle against Cheshire in a failed attempt to recover stolen items. While still carefully and skillfully tying the string, Roy couldn't help but feel your presence in the room as soon as you passed through the front door without making a sound. You tend to be silent, but he knows exactly when you're around. Where have you been? - The redhead questioned without looking at you, still focused on the bow. He was suppressing his stress from the night so as not to take it out on you, and also resisting the jealousy of smelling your strong perfume. Why would you wear such a strong and sweet perfume to go out? There's no reason for that. A silence hung between the two, and before Honey could respond, Roy interrupted, speaking over you.
I called you more than ten times and you didn't answer. Who were you with? - Now he asked as he stood up and turned towards you with his arms crossed and a soft frown.
Answer me He demanded, approaching.