[ Harry found himself unable sleep most nights
         since coming back. He wasn’t too sure why ,
         not exactly atleast. Maybe it was the fact he
         was dying , or the stress of Oscorp itself , 
         all he knew was he couldn’t sleep. And 
         tonight was one of those nights. It's 
         almost one in the morning and Harry’s out
         and about , walking around to try and wear
         himself out. It doesn’t take long before he 
         starts feeling alittle tired with the cool air ,
         and ends up running right into someone.
         Cursing under his breath , even though it’s
         completely his fault alone and not theirs. He
         doesn’t even look up before speaking up. ]

             " Fuck – Watch where you’re going. “