Somethin’ Old and Red by nonsensedarling
Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | Not Rated | 5k
There was a ritual with these things. He’d pour a splash into a wine glass —his favourite little joke was telling humans he loved a nice glass of red every now and again— then sat down in his living room and listened to music while he drank.
Every time he changed the record —or, what was it they called them nowadays? MP3s? Playlists? It was difficult for Harry to keep up with the technology, especially as much as things had changed over the last few decades— he would change the music before refilling the glass. He liked to savour his meals. He could get at least two evenings out of a bag that way, which worked very well for Harry’s schedule.
His wine glass was in front of him on the counter, and he was ready to pour.
