Harrison Bly

Harry is a happy-go-lucky type of man. He is completely content going with the flow, just for the adventure of things. He is adaptive, creative and kind.

Harry is an artist. He makes a lifestyle of the skill, everything can be art to Harry. He has an eye keen to see the beauty in anything. Harry is a dreamer, he always has his head in the clouds. He is the type to trip over sidewalk cracks because he has his face to the sky, discerning shapes from the cloud accumulation, or to stumble into some trash because he is looking at a garden bed across the street.

He is a lover, he loves to be in love and he gifts it freely. He loves seeing smiles light up faces, loves watching the way someone might wiggle and shimmy into their cozy little blanket nest on a couch. He loves catching intimate details, the way someone smirks to themself or hums subconsciously as they walk down a path. He loves seeing people hold hands, splash in puddles and sing; he loves witnessing humans be human.

Harry would give someone the shirt off his back. He is thoughtful, mindful of other’s and he is a great listener. He can be emotional, or at least, rather expressive of his emotions. He is not ashamed to cry if he is hurting, nor embarrassed to admit what he is feeling to someone.

Harrison is tall and lanky. He is lean and fit, but not athletic looking.

He has a mop of sandy colored hair and pale green eyes. His face is the sort that looks boyish, despite his age and his facial hair. There is something youthful in his eyes and his limitless, goofy smile. A spattering of freckles sprinkles his face and shoulders.