chris hemsworth.

[hwl-chemsworth]

Ah beach life, really is there any other way to live? I don’t know about any of you, but if I could never leave the beach I wouldn’t. I mean yeah sure work is cool and seeing my family is cool, but the beach... makes me wanna say shell yeah! I’m Chris and I have a never-ending supply of awesome dad jokes and that one wasn’t even that great, but hey sun’s out pun’s out. Let’s hear your best. @hollywoodland-hqs​

[ohlizzo-deactivated20210427]

hey, stranger ; hemsen

Lizzie had spent most of the week so far either sleeping in late, lounging on the beach with a book, or taking one of the many, many yoga classes on offer in a bid to make this one week off before she dove into the last two months of production on WandaVision as relaxing as humanly possible. By the end of the week, she was definitely relaxed but starting to feel stir-crazy, which had compelled her to finally put on actual clothes in the form of a light sundress and make her way down to one of the bars just off the beach to enjoy a little bit of the last afternoon sun, the warm buzz of conversation around her, and yes, her book. She’d brought a book to a bar, because that was just how she was. She was on her second glass of wine and her third chapter so far when a familiar accent pulled her back to reality, glancing up to see Chris’ towering figure on the other side of the bar, having just put in a drink order. She hadn’t thought he’d made it out to Bali, but she was happy to be wrong - it had been ages since they’d gotten a chance to hang out. “Hey stranger,” she called out, grinning as she waited for him to locate her in the crowd.

[hwl-chemsworth]

Chris had only just landed in Bali and he planned on spending the weekend like any single father free of all responsibilities; surfing, drinking, and sleeping. Being on the beach was Chris’ normalcy, his home, the place he always was, so vacations to beaches more guilted him than anything because if he had time to be on a beach somewhere then he should be on the one he could share with his kids. He really hadn’t planned on accepting the invitation to Bali but last minute and after an argument he was actively trying to forget, he packed up and boarded his jet for a weekend getaway. 

So it really was no surprise when he found himself dropping his bags in his room and wondering out to the nearest bar. Clad in his usual beach attire, shirtless with board shorts on, bare feet, he was leaning over the bar to have playful banter with the bartender much in the way, loud and friendly, Chris always was. If anyone there were really watching, they would have figured Chris knew the man behind the bar. The Australian perked up when he heard a very familiar voice call out and he scanned the faces before he landed on the one he knew. His entirety instantly lit up at the sight of Lizzie and he smiled back at her as his beer was slid to him. “Thanks, boss.” He warmly said, putting a few ones in the tip jar.  He grabbed the slender cold bottle to make his way over to his friend. “Hey yourself,” He greeted, leaning over to give her a hug. “It’s been ages, where’ve you been all my life? Shacking up with dear old Bettany?” He joked, taking a gulp from his beer and then leaning on his elbow that was perched on the bar to stay close to her.