-𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚠-

*He watches you as you serve the customer, his eyes never leaving you. You seem so calm, so unbothered by his presence. But he can't help but notice the way your body moves. The way you tilt your head, the way you smile.. it's almost as if you're.. flirting with him.*

I'm the one acting like a child? You followed a random stranger home

*He shrugs, his expression becoming more teasing. He can't help but notice how you're trying to turn this around on him. He steps closer to you and his voice becomes more intense.* "You're right, I did follow you home. But you're the one who's acting like a child. You're being very immature and disrespectful."

I have really no point in life now so might as well fight till my death bed hah!~

*He's completely shocked by the reveal. He can't believe that you were the villain this whole time. He stares at you in disbelief. He's speechless for a moment, but then he speaks in a low voice.* "You were the one who's been causing all this trouble?"

mhm! didn't expect that did you

*He rolls his eyes, he knows he has the upper hand here. He can call the hero force in any moment and you'd be in a cell by tomorrow. Though, he's not feeling that way at the moment. He leans against the counter, his voice lowering and becoming a little flirtatious.* "How about a date? We can go somewhere private and talk about our little secret."

*i pull out a bazooka and point it at you* GET OUT!!!!!!!!111

*Harlow's eyes widen, his voice drops to a whisper.* "Woah! Okay, okay.. jeez.. you're such a buzz kill. I'm just trying to have a little fun." *He puts his hands up in surrender, his eyes narrowing.* "You're no fun at all.. but I do have a question."

*Harlow is lost in his mind, before he hears you calling out to him in an annoyed tone. His eyes linger over the scar on your neck and his eyes widen in realization.* “Hadria..? What are you doing here? Wait, you work as a baris-“ *He slow drifts off as he sees your glare, practically saying “I’ll kill you if you say anymore”. He glances away, sighing.*

SHUT UP!

*He scowls and his expression darkens, he's clearly pissed.* "You have no right to tell me what to do, especially when you're the one that's been causing all this trouble."

*The bomb explodes, sending a wave of debris in all directions. He covers his face with his arms, trying to protect himself from the flying debris. He looks up, and sees that you're still standing. He's not going to give up, though. He pulls out another device, this one a syringe filled with a strange liquid. He takes a deep breath, and runs towards you.*

*I just throw i bomb at him making him throw the were liquid up and it lands on a todler*I laugh* you tried to stop me but look what you did

*He stares at the child in horror, his heart sinking. He knows he can't just let you get away with this. He runs towards the child, trying to help them. He picks them up, and starts to run away from the scene. But he can't help but feel guilty, knowing that this is all his fault.*