Harry Ryan has two first names (sybarite) wrote in rooms,
Re: Gramercy: Harry and Gwen
"Hey, I'm more than just a handsome face," he interrupted with mock-offense taken when she said that she would do all of the sciencing. In all actuality, Harry didn't really care about money(because he had so much of it, probably). And he did like coordinating his clothes, so if his only real job was to stand around and look good, it sounded like a deal. Despite that entertaining thought, Harry did understand the concept and importance of stocks, and he wasn't about to see his father's legacy into the ground.
Hearing that there'd been problems between Gwen and himself wasn't all too surprising. Mary Jane was obviously pissed at him for some reason tied to his older(and obviously not wiser) self. Even without getting an entirely clear series of events from MJ, it wasn't difficult to imagine that he was to blame. It wasn't anything new for Mary Jane to be angry. Even with memories which were, for him, entirely recent, she sometimes didn't talk to him for weeks. Harry didn't necessarily know what Mary Jane was mad at him for this time, but he remembered enough instances to have steady confidence in the fact that he probably deserved it. Like that time that they'd gotten drunk and violent in Las Vegas, which felt like a few weeks back but was apparently years ago. If she was still even the same Mary Jane, he didn't know. It didn't feel like something to feel guilty about, though. The difficulties and incidents that plagued him as an adult weren't active now, and as sad as it was to hear about his father's passing(he didn't even remember going to the funeral, which surely was something to feel guilty about) didn't bring on the kind of crash-and-burn depression that it might once have. He certainly didn't feel any guilt over it, he hadn't even been here.
And maybe that was the difference. Emotional responsibilities were shrugged off with the return of blissful youth, no consequences to remind him of all the ways that went so wrong in the first place.
Gwen's phrasing told Harry that they hadn't gone to college together, but that wasn't any cause for alarm. She probably got a scholarship elsewhere, and Harry knew that New York was the only place he could truly feel at home for any long period of time. Although the prospect of vacation was still gleaming bright on the horizon.
"So hey, I was thinking about buying a boat. The lawyers are finishing up with the details of the will told me that my bank account is about to be even more insane than usual."