Jul 11
As horrifying as this scene is, I find it hilarious that Ben tried to de-escalate the situation with a simple ‘surprise’ like he really can’t save himself from this, can he?
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As horrifying as this scene is, I find it hilarious that Ben tried to de-escalate the situation with a simple ‘surprise’ like he really can’t save himself from this, can he?
Ava is stronger and honestly has more self-respect than me. If I found out that a pathetic balding man was obsessed with me, I would be tracking HIM down.
ok guys PLEASE stay with me here, ik this is a strech but its 2 am and idgaf. if p and a did get together at usa basketball u17, which would be the second time they played together (first was u16) this means their 7 year anniversary would be sometime in late july 2025.
anniversary post soon??
I can foresee that if unhinged on Netflix ever becomes overwhelmingly popular, Ben will become a tumblr sexyman. Just a thought though. Also I made a redbubble sticker of that fuck. Check it out!
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Ava calls maintenance complaining about a smell coming from inside the vents. Ben picks up and assures her he'll get right on it, that it's probably just a dead mouse. Ava has seen them around the building, and doesn't think much of it. She wonders where Joyce has been.
Unhinged taking place in eastern South Carolina is so funny to me. How do you think Ava and Claire reacted to Lindsey Graham dying? (rest in piss)
Ben: I’m sorry, but I don’t want you to hurt yourself! *proceeds to nail Ava’s hands on the table*
Me:
Look, I get it, Ben hid cameras in Ava’s apartment to spy on her, but that shit wouldn’t work on me. I’m paranoid as hell, every day and night, I’m checking the corners for no other reason than to look. No corner escapes my gaze.