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tinsel-jgyllenhaal:

Well… maybe they were able to take care of their hygiene. Some of it at least. I’m sure you can find a tooth brush and tooth paste while searching for supplies, along with a lot of other things. I’m not saying that it’d all be perfect, but it’d be something. Also, pulling out works in not getting knocked up, because I’m sure the chances of coming across a condom are slim to none, but you never know. Do you watch these kinds movies and shows often? Have you seen them all?

It’s possible. I’m sure there’s a few rare cleaning moments that they didn’t show onscreen. The pull out method, though? Sure, I’ll believe that worked the first few times, but it’s insanely rare to use it every time and not get pregnant. Eh, I watch them every now and then. I also star on a show about the apocalypse, so there’s that. Do you watch such movies?

#c: jake

ambslheard:

I don’t know that I’ve ever paid close enough attention but now that you’re pointed it out, it’s probably going to drive me insane and I won’t be able to get past it either, so if you figure out the next best genre, fill me in. I’m probably going to need to move on too!

I’m sorry. Well, kind of. At least now I know I’m not alone in my suffering when it comes to such movies. Don’t know if you’ll agree, but I think horror is the next best genre. So totally in love with every scary movie ever made.

#c: amber

jfcemclarke:

I feel like you need to create your own genre and just have everything be as accurate as you just described. Although I feel like another genre already exists for that and it’s whatever genre Naked and Afraid is lumped in with.

Oh man, just gonna honk my own horn here for a moment, but I’m kind of starring on a show that has everything accurate? Post-apocalypse and girls have implants that make them infertile, one of our scientist set up a shower station, and so on. I guess I’m just super picky when it comes to small details. Naked and Afraid is the best, though. Have you ever seen the SNL spoof with your co-star Peter?

#c: emilia

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jfcdaddario:

The events of what happened next were an entire blur to Matthew. One second, he had seen the man stepping off. But the next, his fist was coming in contact with Matthew’s face. His eye to be exact. The sudden collision caused heat to rush to the man’s face in the spot of the contact. He could already feel the blood pulsing as his eye swelled up. That was going to leave a nasty mark come morning. The punch had knocked the wind out of the taller man, catching him off guard and leaving him to plummet to the floor.

As Matthew tried to regain his previous position on his feet, he witnessed the bouncers dragging the man away past the velvet ropes. Marie’s tiny hands gripped onto him and he willingly followed her outside to get away from the chaos. “I’ll be fine,” the man said with a reassuring nod. He knew it would take a few days for the swelling to go down and for the bruise to fade. But it was nothing that would cause further damage. “Relax, it’s not your fault.” His hand gently dabbed his eye socket, pulling back his hand to observe if there was any blood or noticeable damage. “I’ll be okay. I may need some ice. How bad does it look?” The man tilted his head towards her, allowing her to get a good look at the damage.

Of course it wasn’t Marie’s fault, but that didn’t stop her from feeling guilty about it. It was her presence, after all, that had attracted the unwanted attention of the violent stranger. Although, the guilt was well matched with anger. She swore she’d start swinging if the man returned. For now, though, she focused her energy and attention on Matt, gently guiding him by the chin so that she could get a better look at his face. The dim streetlights illuminated the already visible swelling and red skin, which would surely turned black and blue over the next few hours. “Looks bad...ass.” She chuckled softly, knowing her attempt at making a joke had failed miserably.

“No, seriously, we better get some ice on that.” The option of asking the bartender for some ice was there, but Marie needed better lighting to check Matt’s face and she knew they weren’t going to find that inside. “Should we go to my house? Or yours? Or we could even hit up a corner store and just buy some ice there.” A giant bag of ice, but it still worked.

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Am I the only person that can’t watch apocalypse movies/shows without judging every little thing? I mean, am I really supposed to believe that someone has perfect white teeth and clean, trimmed nails after spending six months without anywhere to stop and take care of their hygiene? Also, how are people fucking their way through the apocalypse and not ending up pregnant? Don’t even get me started on the plucked and shaped eyebrows. It’s too much. I need a new genre.

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billiethelourd:

That shot off the ski thing sounds cool enough for me, honestly. I’ll be disappointed that skis aren’t a regular furnishing in other bars so I can show off my party trick. For the moment I take pride in the fact I can chug beers pretty fast. Alright, deal. Send me your schedule and we’ll work something out.

I’ll buy you a single ski for your birthday and you can drag it out to every bar with you. Not only will it help you with your trick, but you can also use it to hit people that make unwanted passes at you. Beer is gross, but I’m still impressed. I’m free for the next few months, really, so it depends on your schedule.

#c: billie

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jfcdaddario:

The moment Matthew’s lips pressed against Marie’s, it felt as if the entire room around them cleared out and left them alone together. The music seemed to turn into background noise as his hand gently cupped her cheek and pulled her closer. Was he actually enjoying this? This was his sister’s friend. He shouldn’t have even made this move on her in the first place. But it seemed like the best idea to give this guy a hint that she wasn’t interested. At least it made sense in his head in the moment.

The next thing he knew, the music came back into full blast around them the moment a fist came flying through the air to break up their kiss. “What the fuck?” was all Matt was able to say as he tried to gain attention as to what the fuck actually just happened. The next thing he knew, a throbbing sensation took over his right cheek. It was then the realization kicked in that the man’s fist had made contact with his skin. “What the fuck is your problem, man?” the taller man said angrily as he stepped forward, shoving the other guy backwards. He hadn’t expected his action to start a fight in the middle of a public place, but here he was. Wrong once again. The man’s fist came flying at him once again, this time Matthew was able to anticipate it and block him to protect himself. “You wanna take this outside?” the angry man shouted in Matthew’s direction as he stepped forward, trying to intimidate him.

Everything seemed to happen in a blur. Marie was, once again, pulled away from the stranger, forced to watch from the sidelines as other people in the bar caught onto what was happening. So much for her fight training coming in handy; she could hardly even make her way back into the middle. Deciding to just go for it, Marie let her elbow find itself at home in someones ribs as she pushed her way forward, coming back into view to watch as Alex ( that’s what she was calling the stranger from now on ) lunged at Matthew, the alcohol in his system causing him to stumble a few steps. “Dude!” Marie shouted, angrily pushing her way forward to push Alex back by the shoulders. For a quick second, she tried her best to think back on if she had ever seen the man before, but her moment of hesitation earned her nothing but an ill-placed shove as the man pushed forward, this time his fist actually making contact with Matthew’s face.

Guilt flooded every sense of Marie, but she didn’t have time to focus on that as bouncers pushed their way through, bulky hands yanking Alex away. Not wanting to get themselves banned, Marie grabbed Matthew by the hand and pulled him away, leading him outside a few minutes later. “Fuck.” She breathed, letting go of Matt’s hand, glancing down the street to make sure that the other man hadn’t been escorted out just yet. Not seeing him, she figured he had been stalled as someone called a taxi to send him home. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen.” She sighed, turning towards Matt, frowning as she glanced over his face. He’d probably have one nasty bruise to deal with when morning came. “Are you okay?”

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emmathewtsn:

>That seems like a tedious job, doesn’t it? Cleaning every ball in a ball pit after a half hour? I feel like it would definitely take longer than a half hour to clean the balls in the first place. I might have to check it out. Wait, is this not a children’s place? It might be even better if it’s not. Do you have the directions?

They’re actually cleaned by a machine, which makes the process go by much faster. I don’t have the directions, but I’m always down for wandering around with you to find it!

#c: emma

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irishmancolin:

“Thank you, love.” he beamed and stood up straight in order to give the brunette his full attention. “It sounds like I should be welcoming you back as well. But, no, actually I have been coming to this one for a while now, but I’ve just gotten out of the habit and picked up other ones that are worse for my health. Smoking…” he shrugged and stuck both of his hands into the pockets of his loose fitting Adidas workout pants. “I’ve been able to quit several times now, but I just can’t seem to shake the habit. So I thought that it would be a good idea to put some better habits back into my life.”

Colin’s gaze was momentarily adverted by a few more people who were just coming through the door and unrolling their mats. The room was starting to fill up and it was beginning to get fairly loud so he inched a little closer so he could hear her a little better. Of course, he hadn’t pushed every healthy habit out of his life just yet, as he still loved to go out hiking when he had some time and a chance to do so.

“My name is Colin— what’s yours?” he asked, noting the instructor walking into the room with her mat under her arm. She began setting up herself, but instead of starting the class, she began doing a few warm up stretches as she waited for the last few people to take their places in the studio.

Marie offered a soft smile, mind racing to figure out where she had seen the man before. While she wasn’t an avid movie watcher, she had seen a few here and there. The remake of Fright Night just so happened to be one of the movies that Marie had seen, being forced to the theater by her friends, which is exactly where she had seen Colin before. Deciding not to say anything about it, Marie simply nodded her head and focused back on their conversation. “Chewing gum is a good alternative for smoking.” She informed him, hoping she didn’t come off a judgmental. It was nothing more than a simple comment.

Glancing up as more people arrived and their teacher got herself set up, Marie stayed settled on her knees. Unlike most of the other people in the room, she didn’t bother going along with the warm ups, wanting to save her energy for when the actual class started. Not that yoga was a very energy consuming activity, but still.

“Nice to meet you, Colin.” Marie smiled, her attention returning to the male as he settled him closer to her. “My name’s Marie.” And then because she couldn’t help herself, “You’re from Fright Night, right? And Seven Psychopaths?” Weird movie, but she had still sat through it.

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billiethelourd:

I’ve never actually been on any sort of bar crawl in Canada, so you’ll have to take me on one there too. Billie and Marie’s great bar adventure 2017. Also, Amsterdam? And Thailand? Am I getting carried away here?

Bar crawls in Canada probably aren’t nearly as cool as the ones in London, but let’s do it. I’ll teach you how to take a shot off a ski and everything. Also, no! Let’s go to all the places!

#c: billie

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jfcdaddario:

Matthew couldn’t help but enjoy getting physically closer to Marie. After all, she was absolutely gorgeous and was a little firecracker. Plus it was different bonding in this type of way. Regardless of how much they kept in touch after tonight, it would still always be a memorable story to reminisce upon in the years to come. The next thing he knew, Marie was immensely closer to him. His eyes were locked on her, surveying what her next move would be. That was when she whispered into his ear and his eyes glanced up to the previous bar stool that the man was perched in. “I’ll keep that in mind for future reference,” the man promised with a flirtatious wink.

Matthew kept his grip tight on the girl, keeping her close in case the man at the bar was actually just lurking around somewhere. That was when his eyes spotted the guy’s straggly hair across the dance floor. He seemed to be moving his way closer to their position, even though his attention was on some other girl grinding in front of him. “Well, your friend left the bar. But he’s now out here on the dance floor, trying to get with some other poor girl.” Matt nodded his head in the guy’s direction, pointing him out to Marie as a warning to be careful of him. He noticed the man look over in their direction, his eyes locking on Marie as the two of them danced together. “I don’t think he’s getting the hint too much. He’s still over there drooling over you.” Matthew kept his eyes on him, giving him a stern look signaling that he needed to back off. That was when he had an idea. He pulled Marie close and placed a hand on her cheek. He looked her in the eye and smiled as he spoke. “Maybe this will keep him away from you.” He didn’t even give her time to respond before his lips were planted on hers in a soft embrace.

The closer the strange man got, the faster Marie’s heart raced. She swore it was only seconds away from bursting through her rib cage and landing on the floor. While his intentions could have been meant to be pure, the way he was going about things had her on edge. They felt very stalker-like, to be honest. --- but before Marie could ponder on the subject any longer, she suddenly found herself kissing Matthew. Considering that he was her friends brother, she probably should’ve rejected the action, but instead found herself melting into it. If anything, she could blame her urgency on the alcohol she had consumed, right?

Suddenly, without warning, Marie felt a hand settled on her shoulder and roughly yank her back, just barely managing to keep herself upright as the stranger from the bar wedged his way between her and Matthew, his fist flying. She was pretty sure someone from the sidelines had yelled the name Alex ( was that his name? ), but Marie couldn’t focus as she flung herself onto the mans back, trying her best to yank him away for Matt and not roll her ankle at the same time.” --- what the fuck!”

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