So...
Is anyone replaying Hollywood U after someone here brought the game back? Because all the feels from my mcxhunt shipping days is coming back after seeing my husband Thomas Hunt again 😭😭
Now I'm just on here checking any crumbs of him lmaooo

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So...
Is anyone replaying Hollywood U after someone here brought the game back? Because all the feels from my mcxhunt shipping days is coming back after seeing my husband Thomas Hunt again 😭😭
Now I'm just on here checking any crumbs of him lmaooo
PEOPLE!! GUESS WHAT.
HUNT IS BACK SOON!!
I FINALLY got enough diamonds to do date 2 with Hunt!
He didn’t let go even after the trellis steadied itself... someone definitely has an issue with his feelings..
Hamilton voice: I have never been satisfied.
I. AM. SCREAMING!
December 09, 2017, Saturday [#373]
These are screenshots from an important scene in the Hollywood U quest “Faculty Banquet.” (I think you can only get this scene if you do the quest BEFORE you recruit Holly :P)
I wrote about this scene in today’s chapter (Chapter Sixty) of “NYTMC 1: Not Your Typical Meet-Cute,” which I will be posting in a few minutes :D
[#hwufanficnotyourtypicalmeetcute] [#hollywood u] [#hwu] [#mcxhunt] [#huntxmc] [#thomashunt] [#pixelberry]
(Waiting for H.W.U. to come back, forever and always; 09/12/17.)
I mean, first of all, how have I not seen this before? Secondly, why are we not talking about this????
Time’s a healer..
Pathetic fallacy pours heavily around Thomas Hunt as he walks in pilot mode to his car. He doesn’t even hear the double beep, to tell him that it is now open; but he knows he pressed the button.
He finds himself somehow sat in the driver’s side, his seatbelt already on, but he doesn’t even know how he got to that point. Hunt stares out across the space in front of him, his dripping wet clothes soaking into his seat, but he doesn’t care for the lack of comfort.
Thomas knows that he is in the Hollywood U car park, but his eyes haven’t quite sent the message to his brain yet, as nothing seems to be registering itself. He feels like he’s underwater, and nobody can stop him from drowning. How can everyone be so fucking happy?
Without thinking, his foot presses the clutch and his finger presses the start/stop button on his car, which purrs into life. The radio player turns itself on and music crackles on and into the last song that he was playing, before leaving for work this morning.
Give me five minutes more, only five minutes more, let me stay, let me stay, in your arms.
Thomas starts to feel a burning behind his eyes and his chest starts to rise and fall heavily, as his thoughts start to replay a vast array of memories, connected to Frank Sinatra’s beautiful sounds. Jabbing the stereo to switch itself off, Hunt swallows the knot in his throat and put’s his car into first gear.
* * *
Hunt grips the steering wheel in front of him as he waits for the big iron gates to open, his knuckles turning white as he did so. I can’t be left with my thoughts for too long.
IM SCREAMING I'M CRYING HELP ME WHAT'S HE GONNA DO OMGOMOGMONGOMGKMGOMGOGMJABFIASUGDAASD KILL ME
OMG YESSSSS