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“Not my fault you set yourself up, Hannah. “ He shrugged whilst a wide smile covered his face, “You just gotta be quick next time.” Dax added. Rolling his eyes, he lifted himself onto the counter since it seemed they’d be going back and forth for a while which wasn’t unusual for them. “Oh, yeah. I’m jumping for joy over here. Ecstatic. Cannot wait. Can’t you tell?” He motioned to the blank expression he managed to hold for a few seconds.
“I was quick! You were seeing double or some shit. Thinking there were multiple losers in here when in reality, there are none,” she argued, tapping his cheek with her hand. “I can tell. I see it in your eyes, Lawrence. You’ve been praying for this very moment. It’s okay to cry, babes.”
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“You snooze, you lose, sucker!” Dax grinned, clearly proud of himself. “I mean, let’s just agree to disagree there. The show would still be happening and we’d all still be forced into coming back, it just might be a little boring without you around to cause trouble.”
“So you’re going to sit around and be proud of an insult that you didn’t even work for? This is a new low for you,” she shook her head in disapproval, clearly bitter that she’d set herself up. “Forced? You know you were just jumping at the opportunity to live with me again.”
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Daxton rolled his eye playfully and turned to the girl, a small smirk pulling at the edge of his lips. “Alright then. What’s up, loser?” The boy asked again, emphasising the last word to make sure she heard him. Ignoring her comment, he crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow at the girl. “They must be if they let you in.” Dax huffed back, sticking his tongue out childishly.
“Hey! Not fair! I didn’t have time to think about that part,” Hannah argued, knowing she’d basically set herself up. “Oh please. They wouldn’t have a show without me.”
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Blue couldn’t help but smile a bit when she saw Hannah, finding it a bit odd that she’d sort of missed her in a way–even despite being accused of so much from her back then. “I wouldn’t say pretend, just wanted to say hi.” She said casually, giving the girl a nod.
Hannah made a face at the other’s response. “Why? Did you forget that I don’t like you? At all?” She raised a brow. “Where’s your brother? Dead, I hope.”
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violet grinned seeing hannah. even though the two hadn’t lost touch, it made violet happy knowing she’d be able to survive the show with the other girl here. “something like that.” violet nodded. “why - what do you have in mind to have fun?” she asked with raised eyebrows.
“It’s exactly that, bitch,” Hannah made a face at her, knowing that Violet wasn’t sensitive enough to take her seriously. “I don’t know. I’m afraid I’m a bit rusty when it comes to the whole being trapped in a house with weirdos situation. But, I’ll think of something!”
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Hannah glanced around, noting that she was the only one in the kitchen. “First of all, there’s only me in here,” she corrected him before catching herself. “But most importantly, I am not a loser!” She placed her hands on her hips. “Jesus, they’re really just letting anyone come back here, aren’t they?” Hannah teased with a smirk before biting into her apple.
It had been years since he’d been on this show and honestly? He thought people would have forgotten about it now. New reality shows came out all the time and Dax had assumed that one would have replaced this just as fast as this show replaced the one before. However, he couldn’t say he wasn’t excited to get back. Most people wouldn’t be excited about having to stay in the house throughout the week, having their phones taken, or having their time using basic everyday items restricted. However, they weren’t Daxton and he’d always had a soft spot for the show, especially since it introduced him to some of the most important people in his life and so, yeah, he was excited to be back. Walking into the kitchen where he assumed everyone would be, the boy readied himself for who he was going to see. “What’s up, losers?” He greeted them, a small but cheeky smile spreading across his face.
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“That’s absolute bullshit. You seek it and you love it.” Logan laughed along with her. “It’s like you’re food, you need it. You hate being bored and you know it.” He pointed out with a smirk at her. “I reckon if I’m boring enough they’d have to though right? Like otherwise I’d be being paid to do literally fuck all, you know instead of just figuratively.” He pointed out with a little teasig in his tone. “What? MILFs exist. I’m not limiting who I’m attracted to from if they’re a mum or not.” He said pulling an amused face at the other, “well better make sure they’re not found dead then haven’t you? You can be their guard dog when they turn up.” He teased her about it. He just nodded at her reply not wanting to say anything to ruin the atmosphere by saying that she should probably try and see her more. “I’m glad she’s well.” He said with a small smile, “I bet she loves preschool as well. She’s such a chatterbox she’ll be great.”
“I don’t try to seek it! It just happens!” Hannah argued. Though, it wasn’t as if she tried to avoid it either. “My food? Please. It’s my fucking oxygen,” she corrected him, finally giving in. Not that it took much. “No. Because they have me for entertainment. You’re just here for the brand,” she explained to him, as if she had any clue what she was talking about. “I’m not arguing with that simply due to the fact that I’m a MILF. But, it does make me question how you even know if they’re a mum or not. If you’re talking about their children before hooking up with them, that’s...” Hannah cringed. “I don’t know. There’s pros and cons to both, “ she shrugged simply. “She always did fine at daycare. I don’t imagine it’s much different. Unless she got her smarts from me. Then she might as well drop out now.”
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“That’s a thousand percent true, and don’t you forget it. Can you believe people think I try to get into all the stuff that I do?” He huffed, “people online actually think that.” He visibly turned to the camera in the room and said “see even Hannah said so. I don’t ever mean to get myself in the shit that I do.” Logan rolled his eyes at her, “can you not? I really just can’t be bothered with drama at all.” He scoffed with a deep sigh. “I plan to do nothing for this whole season so they don’t call me back.” He pointed out his tongue skimming his bottom lip. Logan stayed silent as Hannah went on and on about her post childbirth body. “You know what, I was talking about sleeping with girls post childbirth but to be fair, I’m not going to argue with you about the- the other effects afterwards.” He pointed out with a chuckle. Logan snorted a laugh shaking his head, “I mean I’m sure there’s a producer knocking about you can have a chat too. But otherwise you’ll just have to hope it gets cut out in the edit or something.” He finished with a chuckle. “How’s Lucie, have you seen her lately?”
“Why do you act insulted by that? It’s exactly what I’m saying. You’re a fucking bore. People believe otherwise? That’s insanity,” she shook her head at the idea of it, gaze moving up to the camera before finding its way back to Logan. “Actually, no, I can’t. It’s a blessing and a curse. Drama just follows me,” she shrugged with a small smirk. “You know this show is never going to let you go, right? They need you and Violet to stick around. You’re the only two OGs. Nice try though,” Hannah laughed at the fact that Logan thought he could get out of this place somehow. “I’m going to shoot milk out of your nipples for the mere thought of you sleeping with mums. Disgusting,” she made a face. “Great. Like I can afford having a murder trial on my hands,” the blonde rolled her eyes. “Lucie? Fine, I guess. I went over for her first day of preschool and helped her get ready. I dyed her hair pink. That was the end of August so, how long ago was that? I’ve not seen her since. Been busy. I’m sure she’s fine.” She shrugged.
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“I wish you’d leave like...now,” Hannah gave her a look. It’d been no secret that the pair didn’t exactly get along. Not that it was very much due to Blue’s actions. Hannah was just stubborn as hell. “Did you want me to pretend I want to have a conversation with you? Because I don’t.”
“It’s almost like I never left..” Blue said to herself as she blew a few strands of hair from her eyes and finished unpacking. She hadn’t planned on returning to the show but of course her contract had said otherwise. Her eyes wandered the room, wondering who she’d be rooming with this time as she heard someone approach the doorframe, turning in their direction over her shoulder.
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“Because you had moi,” Hannah stated dramatically, posing at the bottom of the stairs. “Come on, don’t be such a Debbie Downer. What happened to all of you? Did you get old or something? We used to have fun in this place,” she placed her hands on her hips.
“how did we used to do this?!” violet called out loud to the house from her position at the top of the stairs, hoping at least one of the other residents would reply. sitting down, violet leaned her head against the wall and stretched her legs across the top step. it hadn’t even been a week and the boredom was already taking its toll, and her old routine of eating, drinking, bathing and reading had stopped working. “any suggestions on treating boredom would be appreciated.” she called out once again.
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Logan laughed at her reaction to his suggestion shaking his head a little. “its OJ, not water. Like it’s not exactly the most childish of drinks is it?” He said pulling an amused face at her. Logan rolled his eyes again, “you say that yet, I’m not sure any of my life you could consider mundane until recently and I actually quite enjoy it. Not all of us have the energy for the drama in your life, Han.” He said with a sigh, “so tell me what’s the latest drama in your life? Apart from this place, I mean.” Logan laughed lightly shaking his head, “Well, alright fair enough. I’m just saying from a males perspective, it ein’t that bad.” He shrugged, “Well I haven’t seen any of them yet. So you’re safe for now. But it’s not exactly like they can’t turn up.”
“I guess it could’ve been milk,” she reasoned. “The exciting parts of your life weren’t even exciting because of you. You just ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time,” Hannah shook her head at him. “I do love drama. And I will make it my priority to ensure that there is plenty of drama in your life,” she smirked at him. “Latest drama in my life? There’s not been too much, I’m ashamed to say,” she told him with a sigh, resting her chin on her hand. “The perspective where they’re too lazy to use condoms, knock women up, let them be fat for nearly ten months and push a screaming, gross, alien-resembling thing out of their vagina? That perspective?” She raised a brow at him. “My boobs leaked for a year after, Logan. A year. I’ll shoot gross smelling milk out of your nipples for a year and see how your perspective is then.” Hannah gave him a menacing glare. “They better not. I’ve got nothing to lose. I’ll murder them.” She insisted. “Fuck, no, I didn’t mean that. Are the cameras on? Are there cameras? Who do I pay off to erase that?”
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Logan’s lips quirked just a little at the suggestion, “nah still very boring.” He teased her stepping back to sit himself on the kitchen counter. “Yeah, orange juice. Have some if you want it’s not just mine you know.” Logan rolled his eyes, “Yeah well, maybe I enjoy the mundane nowadays, Yeah? Real life was hectic enough for the rest of it.” Logan snorted scrunching his face a little. “I don’t need that thought, but honestly women make it sound way worse than it is. From personal experience it ein’t that bad after childbirth.” He said already laughing knowing that Hannah wouldn’t like he just said that. “Well I’m sorry I’m not jumping for joy like you. I’ve seen Violet about.”
“Only because you’re boring,” Hannah argued. “Why would I want plain orange juice? Am I five?” She raised a brow, pushing his glass away from her. “You’ve always enjoyed the mundane. If I had to use one word to describe you, that would definitely be it.” She hesitated. “Or annoying,” she added quickly. “Oh yeah? Have you gone through child birth? Do you have a vagina? I missed a lot in a year in seems,” Hannah gave him a look, warning him not to challenge her on the topic. “Violet? Thank god. Because if I turn a corner and see Ryan or Mason or Torrance, I’m burning the place down. Here’s your warning.”
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“What can I say? I not exactly over the moon to be here. And I’m not going to pretend to be happy.” He said with a small shrug filling his orange juice again. “Peaceful maybe, but not dull.” He correct her but with a small smirk on his face. “My Instagram has been dead for a while but that’s just because I’m working and you know me I’m pretty happy just doing that.” He said with a shrug, “so I mean, I guess nothings going to change on my socials at all whilst I’m in here actually.” He laughed a little shrugging again. He rolled his eyes at her slightly “Val is doing great, no baby yet. I assume you’ve been in touch with Sasha though right?” He asked her with a short nod at her. “And were not even going there because I had no control over what happened. But you know, I can understand why you were mad and thought I did. Ok?” He said trying to not dredge up all of that. “Err, I mean. Not totally I try to take weekends off so I’m not always in my flat at least. Though, I guess I’m never in it now.”
“Surely your mood has brightened now that I’m here,” she nudged him with a smirk. “Is that straight orange juice?” She cocked her head to the side. “No, Logan. That’s not peaceful. That’s dull,” Hannah corrected him. She made a face when he insisted working made him happy. “That’s the worst part about being here. Thank god the cameras will still allow me to expose my beauty to the world,” she grinned, taking a seat across from him. “Yeah, I’ve spoken to Sasha. I told her she’s gone batshit crazy. That girl’s vagina is never going to be the same again,” Hannah shook her head. “Eh, whatever. It all kind of worked out,” she pointed out. “Please tell me that it’s not just going to be you and I locked up in here. I’ve spoken to you not five minutes and you’ve already got me bored as hell.”
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Logan looked up at his sister came through the door sighing deeply at the sight. “I’m not sure how many people you’ll get to admit that, Han.” He said teasing her slightly though not entirely sure where they stood right now so didn’t want to go ahead and go hard ball. “Been a while, Han what’ve you been up to?”
“Jesus, don’t look so thrilled, Logi Bear,” Hannah raised a brow at her brother’s response to her entrance. “I don’t need a confession. I know I was missed. Your lives must’ve been incredibly dull without me. At least, thats what your instagram feeds suggest,” she shrugged. “Tirelessly working at being the hottest human to walk the earth so, nothing new,” Hannah told him. “What about you? Ruining more people’s lives, I assume? Has Val popped out a kid that you can get taken away from her yet?” She glared at her brother before bursting into a fit of laughter. “I’m kidding. Water under the bridge. Just back to being a recluse I assume?”
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It was no secret that even given the time that had passed, Hannah Callaghan loved attention. When she was notified of the show’s reboot, she’d packed her bags almost immediately. She could only imagine the dread her ex-housemates were feeling and honestly, that made her even more excited. “They could’ve at least hired someone to move our shit in,” the blonde mumbled under her breath, balancing her bags while she pulled open the door. “I’m home!” She called out once she was inside, setting her belongings aside. She spotted someone else’s bags by the stairs, eager to track them down. “Hello? Who missed me?” Hannah glanced around, contemplating where to go first.
Logan couldn’t believe it when he got the call. How did his lawyers at the time of him signing that stupid contract not let him know about this clause? He was pissed off that he was back here, after finally settling into a somewhat normal life. Leaving his suitcase by the stairs he strides into hall in search of the kitchen, swiftly finding it and sighing as he reached for the fridge dragging out the cartoon of orange juice, pouring it and sarcastically toasting up to the camera in the upper corner of the room before waiting for any of his old friends. Ready for the final round of bullshit that was likely to ensue.
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