#late night movie night for mister Kane

[nicoscheer]

Serpico (1973)

like seriously fuck you Miles for doing this

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#Al Pacino #miles kane #ig Story #29/08/2023 #late night movie night for mister Kane #okay but can we talk about the fuckin dialogue he chose to share #you know that guy in texas i was telling you about #yeah what about him #i'm gonna marry him in two months #unless you marry me #also how Al Pacino looks eerily like TBHC Alex #like the first second I thought wtf Miles did you Film Alex bathing #I mean okay Miles slightly filling more of Pacino alright but not him seriously zooming in on the man and not the naked woman at the end 😭😭🤣 #also both are called Al #Instagram #🌶️=🍆

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Things had been very hectic for harrison for the past few months. He loved what he was doing but it was too much at times, he nearly never got any down time anymore. On one of your -now rare- nights in he was being very quiet and acting out of character. You thought it was bc he was tired and let it go, until he nearly had an anxiety attack over spilling some of his drink on the carpet. You just ended up cuddling and comforting a very sad, overworked and under appreciated haz.

(can I say that this entire concept makes me so very sad)

“I am so sorry,” Harrison says sadly as you stand up to grab a towel. “I should have been more careful, I...”

“It’s okay, babe. Really. These are tile floors, it’ll mop right up.” You throw the towel over the spot, carefully wiping. “See? No harm done.”

“I should have... I mean...” he sighs as he slumps back onto the couch, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes.

Your brows snap together in confusion. This is not like him. At all. He’s been acting really oddly lately.

But then again, he’s been working a lot lately. Shooting a movie here, filming a TV show there, modeling gigs and helping Tom and Joshua Kane and-

“Haz, baby.” You sit down next to him. “You’re working way too much. You know that?”

Harrison nods sadly. “But... but I’m just starting out. And I...” he sighs, collapsing onto your shoulder. “I have to take every opportunity to get myself out there. You know?”

“But, Harrison. If you overwork yourself now, your star will burn out before it’s even had a chance to really shine. You should still do what you can to get noticed. But you don’t have to take everything. Just pick and choose what’s highest-profile.”

“But-”

“And then,” you interrupt, cupping his chin in your hand, “you take that one, high-profile job and you kick its ass. Then the world will see what you’re capable of, and they’ll all be crawling over themselves to sign you.”

“Really?” He wraps his arms around your waist.

“Really.” You kiss the top of his head.

Harrison smiles up at you as a tear rolls down his cheek. “You always did believe in me.”

“And I always will. Now, what are you doing tomorrow?”

“Well, I have-”

“Nope. You’re canceling. You’re canceling everything and we’re staying in tomorrow.”

Harrison raises an eyebrow at you. “But-”

“No buts, Mister. Except for yours. And mine. But your butt’s nicer than mine.”

Harrison laughs. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”