In addition to their awesome attempt at a new world record, the mass gathering of people sporting white wigs and bushy white mustaches raised money for School on Wheels, a non-profit organization dedicated to tutoring homeless children.
The stand-out Einstein of the day was 81-year-old Benny Wasserman, who bears such an uncanny resemblance to the Nobel Prize-winning physicist that he actually works as a professional Einstein impersonator and actor.
“We could do a,” Harry leans forward, “like a, small show? Or
shows? Like, not a full tour. Not that we’re like, going to record or
anything or change anything about our hiatus. But, we’ve got the songs?”“Just
a small thing,” Niall could slap himself for how light his voice comes
out, clearing his throat and meeting Harry’s big eyes with his own,
“just a bit of fun.”
benny has been so. fucking. alone. without angel by his side. it gave him far too much free time time to think, time to remember, time to be pissed off, time to feel guilty and so on. he’s been avoiding the other guys, he’s been avoiding toni … he’s been avoiding angel, but that seemed to be a mutual thing. he couldn’t take it anymore though. he’s given himself and her enough time, so he made his way to her house. he had to get everything out.
benny had fallen asleep while he and nyla had been talking in bed, a blanket practically being clutched in his hands (to cover up his bare chest, which very visibly showed his scar from the bullet wound). when he woke up, he no longer had the blanket to cover him and was laying on his back .. with nyla running her fingers over the scar. he only let out a small breath, gaze moving to meet hers, but he didn’t make her stop.