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[captain_fucking_magic]

It's been a weird few days for Harry. But weird in a good way, which is sort of what makes it weird. He's not really used to so many good things happening at once like that. He and Harmony are going out on Saturday (which, ok, that's going to be awkward since he's down to like, his last $40), he's got a job that doesn't involve moving heavy boxes across some nasty warehouse, and no-one's tried to shoot at him in several weeks.

He's celebrating by taking over Perry's sofa with a book he found in the office. He's half-way through The Sign of Four and wondering why no-one ever told him that the Victorians were into more than just melodramatic romance. He might have actually read these earlier if someone had bothered to tell him that there was actually a decent plot to them.

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[captain_fucking_magic]

Harry half-heartedly glares at Perry before getting to work. Once he gets all the old files and shit out of the way, the room actually turns out to be a fairly decent size.

He does pretty well with getting everything out of the way until it comes time to move that big fucking desk out of the way. Even trying just pulls on his chest so bad that he almost feels like he tore something.

"I'll keep the desk for now," he declares. "Fuck this."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Fuck that. You'll only cover it in crap, and it's actually useful." By now a couple of surly guys have pulled up with some flat-pack furniture and even some bedding (Perry's guy is looking forward to never hearing from him again), so Perry gets them to take the desk upstairs. He doesn't help Harry with the flat-pack stuff.

"You do realise you're my bitch now?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Fuck you," Harry sneers. "No, wait. Don't. That's not an invitation."

He watches the guys move all the heavy stuff upstairs as he absently rubs the spot on his chest.

"What'd you do to get these guys to owe you this sorta favour?" he asks Perry.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Never you mind," Perry snaps. "What's it to you, anyway?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Just trying to make conversation," Harry sneers. "Are you always this friendly to your room mates?"

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"I haven't had a roommate since college, what do you think, fuckhead?"

Whatever other witty retort Perry had lined up is cut off by Surly.

"The boss says that you're even now."

"The boss? Tell him he's still not a mob boss, he's a furniture salesman." Perry gives his best bitchface. "Now, if you don't mind, fuck off."

"Asshole."

"Bite me."

That charming exchange made, Perry turns back to Harry.

"You need a screwdriver or anything?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"No, I think I'm fine," Harry says. He's back to quiet sulking again. "I'm just gonna..."

He starts to make his way back to go finish up in the other room, but stops again.

"Hey, thanks, by the way. Not a lot of people would, you know." He shrugs awkwardly.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Yeah well, if you steal any of my shit I'll break your face." Not an empty threat.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Yeah, fuck off. We been over this already, remember? Where the hell would I put any of it?" He shrugs again. "I wouldn't even know who to sell it to, not that I'd take any of your shit anyway. You just don't fuck over friends like that, all right?"

Harry would believe in honour amongst thieves, wouldn't he?

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

Again with the f-word. To hide his confusion, Perry heads back to the lounge. He grabs Harry's bag, it finally gives up the fight for life, tears along a seam, and packets of gum spill over the floor in a shoal.

"The fuck?"

He grabs a handful and pounds back down the hall.

"What the hell is this?" He drops it in front of Harry.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"I don't know. Your dick?" asks Harry as he tries to work out the instructions for a small shelf.

Then he looks up at Perry.

"Oh."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, oh. Come on, explanations now, shithead." Perry hauls Harry up by the shoulder of his shirt.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"It's just gum," Harry insists. "Jeez, lighten up."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"Did you pay for it? Well? Because for a guy down to his last forty bucks, that's an awful lot of dollars." So Perry's pissed.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"What? No. Fuck off. What's it matter. I didn't take it from you. I took it from the hotel."

Hmm. Has he said too much?

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"You stole them. From the hotel. Jesus Christ, Harry." Perry drops him, looking disgusted. "The fuck is your problem?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Yeah, it's just gum. It's no big deal. It's not like I took the TV from the room or anything."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"But you stole it. As in, you took it without permission. You said you were going straight. Or is this what passes for straight on the East Coast?" Perry considers shaking him till he gets a clue.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Fuck off. It was a rough week, all right?" Harry says. "And besides, you didn't even know I stole shit at the time I took that."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"'It was a rough week?' What, is this how you get your kicks? You son of a bitch..." Perry is pissed, but it's all tangled up with other emotions, so he just cuffs Harry over the head. "What is wrong with you?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Ow! Hey!" Harry tries to slink out of the way. "Yeah, it was a rough week. Or did you forget about all the corpses and shit?"

Apparently, this is a valid explanation for Harry.

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

"So what you're telling me, asshole, is you stole all this shit just to feel better?" Perry cuffs him again, for ducking, and drops his shirt, though he doesn't step back.

[captain_fucking_magic]

"Fuck! Ow! Stop it!" He does manage to step away this time, putting a few feet of distance between them. "So what? Yeah, it makes me feel better. Fuck, it's not like it hurts anyone."

[thereal-lapi.livejournal.com]

Perry stares at him, long enough to make anyone uncomfortable.

"That's actually fucked up. You didn't even have to pay for this shit, they had it in tacky little bowls everywhere. Would you have taken it if they had made you pay for it?"

[captain_fucking_magic]

Harry shrugs awkwardly. "Yeah, probably. So what? Like I said, it was a rough fucking week...

"It helps."