gonna party like it’s your birthday

[numberthree]

WHO: The Hargreeves + Guests
WHERE: Nonah, Hargreeves House
WHEN: October 1st
WHAT: A Very Hargreeves Birthday Party!
WARNINGS: Obligatory CW for drugs, alcohol, (possible) mentions of death and child abuse, (definite) mass destruction & explosions.

On the 12th hour of the first day of October 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began. Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventurer, resolved to locate and adopt as many of the children as possible.

He got seven of them.

VISUALS

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[deadlycurves]

Diego sees the man approaching, his eyes on him for the raised hand in greeting rather than the woman at his side until they're closer. He squints and tries to place him. The name is very vaguely familiar, but he can't place their conversation for the life of him. Still, once he's close enough to greet properly, he manages a half-hearted smile and nods, "Thanks." But when he shifts to introduce the woman accompanying him, Diego's attention turns to her, and as Harry barely has her name out of his mouth, he's speaking in unison with him, "Wanda?" He blinks and just... stares for a minute. How had his fucking lawyer ended up on the invite list?

[divaricate]

She came here as a plus one, that's how. "Hi," She doesn't miss a beat, despite the slight hilarity of the moment. "Happy birthday."

[iminthebook]

Harry glances one way, then the other, then blinks. "You two know each other? This really is a small world."

His life, what is it, really?

[deadlycurves]

"Uh- thanks." Why is his life like this, honestly?

He blinks his attention back toward the other man and runs a hand across the back of his neck. "Uh- yeah. She's my lawyer, actually."

[divaricate]

"I said I knew one of them." She says to Harry. She never said how, but she did say. And then to Diego: "How've you been since?"

[iminthebook]

"I know, but, it still surprised me." He chuckles but nods to Diego.

"Its been a while." They had talked briefly, possibly twice, briefly, but neither time was very long.

He is pretty sure he has talked to all of the others more, at least by a little.

[divaricate]

Wanda just offers another small smile at them for the second.

[deadlycurves]

"Fine...I guess..." his words draw out a little awkwardly, still trying to wrap his head around the idea that his freaking lawyer is at his goddamn birthday party. He's still trying to place this guy in his head, but it's a bit of a relief when he points out it's been awhile. He hasn't spoken to a ton of people here, and some of them it's less than a handful of times, even. "I'm not remembering when we talked, but- um- yeah. Thanks...for coming." His voice is awkward and stilted, because this whole moment-- the whole party, really-- is a sort of uncomfortable situation for him.

[iminthebook]

Harry glances between the two, then sighs. This is awkward. "How has work and... life been going?"

Maybe one more question and then a retreat? Harry is internally facepalming.

[deadlycurves]

"Got arrested," he nods a little. "Which-- is how I met Wanda." he makes a vague, sweeping gesture with one hand between himself and his lawyer. "Otherwise... it's just kind of...going. Not great, not terrible, very middle of the road." At least that's what he'll go with on the surface-level basic answer with someone he really barely registered as even an acquaintance.