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Oh, you've just made me grin like an idiot. That's honestly one of the loveliest things anyone's said. I mean, waking up happy and disappointed? What an emotional whiplash in the best way. And saying I was your favourite? Come on! That's mad flattering, especially with all the brilliant ones who've done it. I'm chuffed, properly. But there's still time for you to be in it, pal. Even if it isn't with me being the Doctor. If there's any justice in the universe, we'll end up working on something together soon. Maybe you can come if I ever come back to the show to do a special or something! You never know with this show.

mate, i had a dream the other day that you were still the doctor, and i woke up happy and disappointed all at the same time. i'll just state right now that you were my favorite doctor, which i know is a big statement because there were some bloody great ones, yeah? but to me you were the best! i always dreamed about being part of doctor who, even if it was a bit part, and now i'm sad i never got to do it while you were still there. @mattrsmit

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Yes. A thousand times yes. Take me to the countryside, take me to Cornwall, take me to the ends of the Earth so long as it's with you, and ideally there's a kettle nearby. I can already see us in a creaky old inn with floral curtains and scones the size of small moons. Absolute bliss, if ya ask me. And you wanting to take care of me, well, you already do, in ways I don't even think you realise. Just hearing your voice at the end of the day resets the whole cosmos. But yes, let's escape for a bit and a weekend getaway sounds exactly what we need.

Even though we just came back from a holiday, and I'm very much still with you while you're on set, what do you say about having a little romantic getaway this weekend? I was thinking a bed and breakfast in the countryside, or maybe booking a weekend in Cornwall on the beach. You're just working so hard, and you always look so tired when you get back from set, and I can't help but want to treat you to a weekend away and take care of you as best as I can. [ @mattrsmit ]

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I was right there, mate! I'm glad you did ended up finding me at last. And you! How was the rest of your trip, eh? Did you cause any trouble? Leave any minor scandals in your wake?

i've been looking for you this whole trip, man! how've you been, having a good time? any chance i can drag you to the casino this evening for some chaos before we're headed out? @mattrsmit

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LILYJAMESOFFICIAL: Brunch with my guy before leaving Vegas. @mattrsmit

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Matt had always loved watching Lily when she was caught up in something. That quiet, gentle way she zoned into a place, a feeling, a moment, it made him feel like she was touching something sacred. And right now, walking through this strange neon graveyard, she was fully immersed. She wandered ahead of him, her gaze flicking up to every flickering bulb and dusty, once-glamorous marquee like they were talking to her. He couldn't help but smile, god, she was radiant. The lights weren't doing her justice. He barely looked at the signs himself. Not because they weren't cool, he could appreciate a towering pink flamingo or the curling letters of the old Sahara sign as much as anyone, but she was right there, breathing it all in with wide eyes and a smile he'd spent too long missing. That was his whole focus. Just her. How lucky he was to walk behind her again. How good it felt just to be near her again. He let himself drift closer, his hand ghosting along the small of her back until it finally settled there, grounding him. "You know," he murmured, leaning in just enough so only she could hear him, "you look so good lit up in purple neon. Just saying." He kissed the side of her head gently, like he couldn't help it, and then let his hand fall into hers, lacing their fingers together. The simple act made something in his chest go quiet, peaceful. It hit him all over again, this deep, almost dizzying relief. He got to hold her hand in public. Again. He'd missed this. Missed her. Not just being in the same room. Not just texting late into the night and wondering what it would be like if things were different. But this. Being hers, being hers out loud. And god, if it wasn't the best feeling in the world. He watched the smile on her face grow when she looked back at him, saw her eyes dip to his hand in hers like she still couldn't quite believe it either. Everything about this felt right. He knew this was just a silly little date idea, but it was turning into one of his favorite nights. And he meant it. Because yeah, he could pretend he was being cool, laid-back, casual about it all. But he wasn't. He was head over heels. Still. Maybe more than ever. The idea of going back to the hotel with her after this? Of having her all to himself in that stupidly nice suite? Yeah. He’d be lying if he said the thought hadn’t crossed his mind ten times already. But right now? Holding her hand, walking slow, pretending the museum mattered more than the feel of her fingers in his? That was perfect, and all he needed, for now.

Matt's chest did that thing again, the flutter, the flip, the full-body melting kind of thing when Lily looked over at him with that amused little smile after he'd made his stupid joke. God, she was so bloody cute when she laughed like that, when she swatted at him like he'd just said the most outrageous thing in the world. He loved when he could make her blush, because it meant she was still affected by him, even now. Even after everything. It made his heart feel too big for his ribs. He grinned like an idiot as she called him silly, and he probably was, but only for her. "Well, you bring out the silly in me, love," he said, voice soft but teasing, walking backwards for a moment just to keep his eyes on her. His grin only widening as Lily pretended to huff and called him distracting. "I'm the distraction? I'm not the one everyone is looking at, I think we all can agree you got this thing that makes everyone look at you for a few seconds forgetting any signs, even if they're neon." And then there she was again, doing that thing where she just... looked at something, in this case, the Sahara sign. He found himself smiling all over again just watching her brain work. She always noticed the little things, the overlooked things, and that was one of the million reasons he loved her. When he nudged her and started talking about the museum's history, she gave him that warm, slightly surprised look that made his heart stutter. It was the I love that you're a nerd look, and God, he lived for that look. He listened to her response, that thoughtful tone she had when she was genuinely moved by something. And yeah, of course she'd feel something about this place. That was so her. Feeling everything deeply, seeing beauty in what the world threw away. When she leaned in and kissed his cheek Matt damn near lost it. His cheeks went pink, but he tried to play it cool, tilting his head and saying with a smug grin, "Well, now that I've been academically validated by my very fit girlfriend, I can retire from my educational duties and focus solely on you." He laced his fingers through hers as soon as she reached for him, lifting their hands slightly like it was a trophy he’d just won. "And yes," he added, giving her hand a gentle squeeze, "let's absolutely find the best sign for our photo. Preferably one that doesn't have a duck." Although that duck was kind of iconic. He looked around, scanning the glowing ruins with exaggerated seriousness, like he was analyzing it for a magazine shoot. Then he leaned in close again, bumping her shoulder with his playfully. He kissed her temple, soft and quick, before adding, "Although… I stand by the fact that the best view in the museum is still just you." Then he smirked, fully aware of how sappy he sounded, but also fully unbothered by it. Because Lily was smiling, and laughing, and holding his hand. And that? That was the only thing he needed to remember tonight by.

Lily knew it had been a while since the two of them had had a proper trip, especially with Matt filming right now, so she would admit that she was really looking forward to spending time with him in Vegas. She already knew that she was going to want to spend as much time with him as she could, because since they'd gotten together, Lily couldn't help but want to just be around her boyfriend, just be around Matt in general, because she loved being in his space and loved being with him. It felt surreal sometimes that they were back together again, and she remembered telling the important people in her life, like her mum, that she and Matt were back together and how happy she'd been, because honestly sometimes Lily felt her mum loved Matt more than her. Which she could understand, Matt was utterly charming and easy to love. Because she was sure charmed by him, and she sure loved him, more than she had ever loved another person. When Matt had suggested they go to the Neo Museum, Lily was all for it, because she knew she'd be pulled in by everything that was there, the neon boneyard sounded so cool and Lily couldn't wait to explore it. Lily was in her own little world as she walked ahead of Matt, eyes taking in the sight of every lit-up sign, especially when she came across this giant duck that made her smile big, and she looked at Matt like, Are you seeing what I'm seeing right now? And she didn't even realize that Matt's attention was on her and not on the neon signs like hers was, every now and again she would reach out and touch him, just to make sure he was still there, but her focus stayed on looking at every single sign and taking it all in. When Matt had come up behind her, she smiled and was just happy to be here with him, happy that they were getting to do things out as a couple because she had missed doing things like this with him. Things had been so empty without him once they broke up, and while they had both moved on a couple of times, nothing ever felt the same, and nothing ever felt as good as what it felt like to be with him. But now he was hers again, and she loved knowing that, loved knowing that she was his again as well. Loved the way they could hold hands without a care, that they could kiss in public again like it was nothing, because sometimes she couldn't help but want to kiss Matt, and she didn't care who was around to see it. It was easy to be all over Matt, and she was sure she would be all over him before this trip to the museum ended. Which could possibly lead to them heading back to their hotel suite before they were meant to do anything else, not that Lily would mind that. Their hotel suite was gorgeous after all, and the idea of heading back there early with Matt put a smile on her face. Which was of no surprise, since everything that involved Matt put a smile on her face.

She was currently looking at a sign that said Sassy Sally's, and she couldn't help but wonder what kind of place that was, because she had a feeling she would have loved to have gone there with that kind of name when she heard Matt say, 'Look at you,' and Lily looked over at him with an amused smile. Her smile only got bigger with his next words, and Lily let out a laugh and swatted at him, her cheeks turning pink at his words because only Matt could make her blush like that. "You're being silly right now, love," she teased with a brightness in her eyes, though. Lily watched Matt weave around a golden horseshoe, which caught Lily's attention for a moment before her eyes were back at Matt, and his next words caused her to blush even more, and then he gave her that boyish grin that she loved so much, the one that made her fall in love with him if she was honest. "You're the one being distracting right now," she said with a mock huff, but Lily was smiling, a true smile that reached her eyes, and she knew that Matt would know she was teasing. When he bumped into her, she just sighed happily and continued to look at some of the signs, and she was in awe at some of the signs and just how big they were. Lily was looking at the giant Sahara sign and couldn't help but think she liked the font of the sign, which was funny. Who randomly thought of something's font and how they liked it? When Matt nudged her gently, her attention was instantly pulled away from what she was looking at, and her focus was directly on him. She listened to the knowledge that he learned with a smile on her face, loving the fact that he had done his research about the place they were visiting. Though she wasn't shocked about that, because Matt was the type that always wanted to know more about a place they were visiting and wanted to learn the history of it all. "It's a shame that their first thought was to toss them out or let them rot in a desert, given how gorgeous they all are," she frowned a little at the thought. "But at least someone was wise and saw their value and realized that they could make a good museum out of them, right? And now they're making money, and people are getting to see some of old Vegas, which I love." She smiled brightly at Matt after saying that, leaning into his space a little so she could press a kiss against his cheek. "I love that you do your homework, my love, but you always look smart in front of me, just so you know." Lily grinned at him after saying that, then reached for Matt's hand, wanting to hold his. "Now, should we find what sign we want to get our photo taken in front of?"

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Mate, I love a good night out. Honestly, I thrive on it. So no, I won’t be feeling out of place at all, I’ll be the one dragging you all out past your bedtime, grinning like a loon and probably ordering way too many shots. See now for that I'm a bit too old now, as I'll wake up the next day feeling like I need a full week to recover. What about you? Are you the life of the party or more of a "quietly judging everyone from the sidelines" kind of clubber? I need to know what I'm getting myself into!

I don't know about you, but I'm really looking forward to the night that we all go out to the club. It's been a while since I've really had a club experience with a lot of people that I like being around. Are you much of a club person? Or are you going to be feeling a bit out of your element while you're there? / @mattrsmit

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Matt couldn't recall the last time he and Lily had a proper trip, this time was with more people but he aimed to get as much time alone with her as he could. Since they got back together, they've been to a couple places, and everywhere they went Matt wanted to make the most of his time with his girlfriend. What a nice ring to it: girlfriend. He really enjoyed telling his mum they were back together, first off because he wanted to brag about having her back in her life which was a win in itself and second because Matt knew beforehand the face his mum would make and it brought him joy. They found themselves at the Neon Museum, he knew Lily would love it. And he wanted to please her in every possible way. She walked a few steps ahead of him, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. Her silhouette moved in and out of the dying glow. He chuckled under his breath, eyes glued to the way her hair shifted with the breeze. He thought she was unreal. Matt would follow Lily into a storage unit and pretend it was magical if it meant he got to watch Lily walk around in it. He came up behind her, close enough to feel the heat rolling off her back, not quite touching, just existing in her gravity. Matt had missed moments like these. Where they'd actually be a couple. He remembers vividly how they used to hang out, once broken up, with Bobby. As friends. He felt Bobby was Lily's dog too, but it felt different now knowing she was his again. That he was hers. Holding hands like they used to, kissing in public again like when the paps would get photos of them all over each other. Matt had a feeling Lily knew that he was going to follow her like a little puppy the entire trip. There were more people he knew that he'd like to hang out with, and obviously Lily would want to meet others too, but she was who he wanted to spend more time with. And of course they had the nights all to themselves since they had their hotel suit to come back to, and maybe sneak away from the events they were expected to attend. Matt would probably want them to leave earlier than the rest.

Lily looked immersed in, and looked effortlessly beautiful. Matt, true to form, wasn't subtle about it. His eyes were on her constantly, shamelessly. He said things under his breath, half jokes, half worship. "Look at you," he muttered with a crooked smile, tilting his head like he was studying a painting. "You're putting bloody Vegas to shame. Place should be paying you admission." He weaved around a crumbling golden horseshoe from some forgotten casino, barely giving it a glance as he caught up to her, walking a little too close, the way he always did. "Don't you think it's incredible how none of these signs are as distracting as you?" He flashed that boyish grin, the one that curved a little too high on one side, and kept moving, hands swinging at his sides, bumping gently into hers now and then like he was trying to create excuses to be closer. As they passed the towering letters of the old Sahara sign, he paused and squinted. Matt was a mess in the best possible way. Like the completely gone for his girlfriend kind. He was all soft smiles and fluttery nerves that he'd never admit to but that he also didn't have to, as they were quite obvious. Matt paused for a second, eyes scanning the jumble of signs stacked like a neon Jenga tower. Then, with a sly smile, he nudged Lily gently and said, "here's something wild for you: the Neon Museum actually started because these signs were just being tossed out or left to rot in the desert. Nobody really cared about saving them at first." He laughed softly, shaking his head. "Then some folks came along and thought, 'Wait, these giant glowing relics are actually pretty cool.'" He felt really proud of himself for remembering this. "You know I always do my homework, and had to look smart in front of you." He chuckled at his own joke. ( @infamouslylily )

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Yes! Bonfire Night, now there's a delightfully odd British tradition for you. We gather in fields, wrap ourselves in questionable scarves, eat toffee apples that could chip a tooth, and set fire to a giant effigy of a 17th-century man who tried to blow up Parliament. Very British. You'd love it. You've got it mostly right. They're sprinkled throughout the year. Sometimes they make sense, like Easter Monday or Christmas. Other times, they just sort of appear, as if the government went, "You lot look tired, have Monday off, go lie in a field." You definitely need to experience a proper Bonfire Night sometime. Bring a coat, though. And possibly a fire extinguisher. Ahh, Olivia, what a legend your mum sounds like! Honestly, anyone who treats mac and cheese like it's a sacred ritual to be deployed at any occasion? That's a woman with priorities in the right order. But she's right in spirit, you never know who’s going to turn up! Better to be prepared with a bubbling tray of cheddar-laced comfort, lest the celebration descend into chaos and store-bought coleslaw. Frankly, I'd trust your mum over most world leaders in a crisis. At least she comes armed with carbs. Now I want mac and cheese. And a holiday to justify it. Any holiday. Flag Day? National Sock Appreciation Week? I'ñl make it work. I don't know, it just felt right! But if this year you didn't host one, you can just file it away for the next one. When you do throw something,

Bonfire night is one of those I wish we had stateside, I have heard so many things about it and it sounds like something right up my alley in all honesty. Bank holidays are once every couple months, right? I only experienced them once or two when I was in Canada other than that I do not know much about them. No matter the holiday or season, she could make a casserole dish of macaroni and cheese that fits with the menu no matter what. I had to stop her a few times I admit and I am glad I did. You just never know who might show up, better be prepared or it could ruin the whole celebration. No I have not and I will have to think about that for the next event I throw cause in the end I am not throwing one for the fourth this year. What made you think of that?

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Excellent question. Truly. And I shall answer it with the gravity it deserves. Start with Series 1 of the revival, in 2005, the Ninth Doctor. Why, you ask? Because it's the beginning of modern Doctor Who. It introduces the Time Lord mythos, the TARDIS, the mechanics of time travel, and the emotional stakes without requiring you to have watched the classic series. It's a soft reboot, clean entry, no homework required. And when I show up in Series 5, well, by then, you'll be hooked, and ready for bow ties. So yes, start in 2005. Stick with it. Now go, be brave. Watch Doctor Who. And remember: never trust a Dalek. Or statues. Later on you'll know why!

Simple question. And I am being serious as I ask this. For someone starting to watch Doctor Who what series should I watch first and why?

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As long as you promise not to leave me alone with an Elvis impersonator again. Last time, he tried to sell me a timeshare and serenaded me with Love Me Tender… in Klingon. And you're offering to buy the first couple rounds? I mean, are you trying to seduce me? Because it's working. I'm splendid. Actually, I think I couldn't be better! How about you?

Matt, care to hang out with me in Vegas next week? I feel we both deserve a needed night of debauchery in Sin City. I will even buy the first couple rounds, if need be. How are you, by the way?

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Matt hadn't even realized how much he'd needed her there until he saw her standing at his door. He hadn't let himself think too hard about how much he missed her, how empty his house had felt without her laugh echoing through it, but now that she was here, it was painfully obvious how much space she'd taken up in his life, still did. He held her like he didn't want to let go, because he didn't. Being wrapped around each other like that, that's what he wanted to continue to do for the rest of the time she was spending with him. It wasn't just physical, it was something that lived under his skin, something that always pulled him back to her no matter how much time passed or how far they drifted. There was no pretending now. No way he could ignore what it meant, having her back like this. And now, standing here, her hands in his, her eyes looking straight at him, Matt felt it, really felt it. This wasn't just another reunion. It didn't feel temporary. It felt like gravity. Like maybe this time was finally the right time. That maybe, after everything, after all the starts and stops, they'd found their way back to something both of them wanted. Something between them refused to go, that electricity when they saw each other that he couldn't exactly put into words. It felt right, Lily being there. With him. There was no second-guessing it, no questioning whether this was a good idea. It was just meant. And maybe that scared him a little, in a quiet, buried way, because the feelings hadn't faded. They never had. They'd just waited, simmering under the surface, and now that she was back in his orbit, they were pouring out of him whether he wanted them to or not. And God, did he want them to. Maybe they'd danced around this so many times before. Timing, distance, the whirlwind of both their lives, it always pulled them apart eventually. But something about now felt... steadier. More grounded. Like they'd both been through enough to finally know what mattered. Maybe they'd both finally stopped running. He'd be lying if he said the thought of sharing a bed again didn't throw him, because of what that could lead to, what it always led to with them. That closeness, that gravity they could never resist. But it wasn't just about sex, not with her. It never was. He loved her, truly. Even being just friends he never stopped loving her. He felt seen with her. Wanted. Wanted in ways he didn't even know how to ask for. And now, here she was, ready to spend all this time with him. Following him into his mess of a schedule, into the quiet corners of Wales. She was throwing herself in, heart-first, like she always did, and Matt was terrified and grateful all at once. Because if she was all in, then he wanted to be too. She probably didn't know it, but she had him completely. She always had. And he'd spent too long pretending he didn't need that, didn't need her, when the truth was, no one else had ever made him feel half as alive. No one else made him want more. No one else made him think,��maybe I could actually do forever. So yeah, maybe they were dancing with danger. But if the danger was this, this kind of love, this kind of clarity, then Matt was ready to throw himself in too. Eyes wide open. Heart first. And this time, he wasn't letting go.

Matt didn't even know how to breathe properly with her this close, not when every part of him was reacting to her words like they were oxygen. The moment hung heavy between them, his heart pounding so hard he swore she could probably feel it. Maybe she was feeling it, the way their bodies were pressed together, her warmth curling into his chest like she belonged there. Matt stood there with Lily pressed against him, her words hanging in the air like smoke. He felt completely stripped down in the best way, like she could see through every wall he'd ever put up, and instead of turning away, she was pulling closer. God, he'd missed her. Not just the way her lips felt on his or the sound she made when she deepened a kiss, but her. The way she lit up when she looked at him. The way her voice dropped just a little when she said something true. And this, this was the truest thing she'd ever said to him. Matt's fingers brushed her cheek, like he needed to memorize the way her skin felt right now. He leaned in, forehead still resting against hers, their breath mixing in the space between. "You've always had me, Lil. Even when we were apart, you had me. I wanted it then. I want it now. And if you're asking me to be yours again..." His eyes flicked to hers. "You already are. I'm yours. All of me." There wasn't time for anything else, not with how she was looking at him, not with the way his chest felt like it might break open from the weight of loving her so much. He kissed her again, hard and deep, with a kind of hunger that had nothing to do with want and everything to do with need. He cupped her face in both hands, brushing his thumbs along her cheekbones like she was something precious, and oh she was. "Lil," he started, voice quiet but low with weight, "you have no idea what that does to me, what you do to me. Every part of me... God, I've tried to move on, I've tried to forget what it was like with you, and I couldn't. I can't. I don't think I ever will. Because there's no one else. There never was." He paused, looking her right in the eye, wanting her to feel what he was saying as much as hear it. "I love you. I've loved you for what feels like forever, Lil.” His voice dipped into something more vulnerable, almost a whisper. "I don't want anyone else waking up next to me. I don't want anyone else walking into a room and making it feel like home. It's you. It's always been you. I want all of it with you, every damn morning and night, every boring Tuesday, every fight, every quiet moment, every kiss. And yeah, I want the bedroom part too, obviously," he added with a slight smirk, softening the edges of his intensity for just a moment. "But I want the rest of it even more."

It really had been an easy choice when it came down to what she wanted to do with her time off, and that was stay with Matt while he was in Wales. She hadn't thought twice about it, because after spending all the time together in the Maldives, Lily knew she didn't want it to end. She missed him so much the moment they were apart that it made sense for her to come stay with him. And part of her wondered if she was dancing with danger with the fact that they'll be sharing space together, that they'll be sharing a bed together, but honestly, Lily didn't care what happened so long as she got to be with Matt. The fact of the matter was, she couldn't think of a better way to spend her time off than with Matt in Wales or with Matt whenever he was filming because she'd probably follow him anywhere if he asked her too. Lily wondered if that was something she should tell Matt. Should he know just how wrapped around his finger she was? Should he know just what being around him did to her, how it made her want more with him? And she did want more with him, she wanted it so badly it was the only thing she could think about sometimes. She wanted to hold onto this feeling for as long as she could because it was one of those feelings that you should always chase, that's how he made her feel. It was never like this with anyone else, no one could get past her walls like Matt could, and no one could see her at her most vulnerable either, only Matt. And God, she just wanted them to be back together again, and she wanted them to do everything right this time. She wanted this time to stick, and she wanted this time to be their final time together, for them to finally have each other for good. Lily knew that they'd grown a lot since their last breakup, and honestly, this time truly felt different than all the other times before. There was a static in the air that was unlike anything else she'd felt before with Matt, and she saw that as a good sign, she saw that as her being told what they had was electric, and it was going to last.

Kissing Matt made all the sense in the world, they were wrapped around each other and just looking at each other like they were the only two people left in the world, and how could she not kiss him after that? The kiss started off slow, like she didn't want to startle Matt, but she couldn't help but deepen the kiss and press her body even closer to Matt's. There was no point in holding back the sounds she was making as they kissed, not with the way that Matt was brushing his thumb across her cheek, the way he was kissing her back with a hunger that she knew she could match. When Matt pulled her in so close that there was no space between them, Lily couldn't help but be annoyed that there was still something between them, still something getting in the way of their contact, even if it was just their clothing. There was no doubt that she wanted Matt, especially with the way she was wrapped so firmly around him and the way she was kissing him with such passion, and she wanted to make sure Matt knew that. She wanted to make sure Matt understood why she was kissing him, that she wanted him in any way that she could have him, that she wanted all of him, if that's what he was willing to give her. When the kiss ended, Lily would admit that she let out a soft whimper of disappointment, because she couldn't help but want to keep kissing him, even though she knew they both needed to catch their breath. With his forehead against hers, Lily closed her eyes for a moment and just focused on both their heartbeats, because she swore she could hear them both and they were beating together. Lily laughed softly at Matt's words, a slow smile curling on her lips. "Just payback for the fact that you've completely wrecked me too," she replied back easily, her eyes open and locked onto Matt's with a smile. "Oh, that's exactly what I meant by being all over me like an octopus. I was very much expecting to be kissing you a lot while I was here, especially if I'm wrapped up around you. And did you honestly think I was going to be able to behave myself in bed with you every night?" Lily scoffed at that playfully, her eyes lighting up as she looked at Matt. Lily's expression went soft and fond when she felt the touch along her arm and the way that Matt pressed a kiss against her forehead, and she appreciated the sign of affection, and she understood Matt's meaning behind it. "I want to kiss you every morning after we wake up, then kiss you before you go to set, kiss you when you get back from set, and kiss you every night before you go to bed. I'm sure you see a pattern here," Lily stated in a light, teasing tone. "And I want to make up for lost time in the bedroom, I want to make up lost time with you in general. I want us to do things right and get things right this time, Matt. I want you to be mine again and for me to be yours again," and Lily would admit she said the last part a little softer than anything else she'd said, but she'd not taken her eyes off Matt as she said it.

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What a night. Electric. Yes, I did make it. Wouldn't miss it for the world. The Gallaghers, well, they're good mates of mine. Liam once tried to teach me how to play tambourine. Failed. Miserably. But he said I had "emotive wrists," which I'm taking as a compliment. I had the best time! I danced. I genuinely danced, mate. Arms and all. I may never recover. I don't know how I'm supposed to attend someone else's concert after going to theirs. You enjoyed yourself I presume?

saw you also made it to oasis' opening night -- what a fucking night that was though, proper vibes going on. never get a moment like that again. how was your time? i feel obligated to ask, even though i may have an inkling of the answer. || @mattrsmit

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Hey, never do that, I'd come looking for you. I'm so thrilled to hear that you've had an amazing support system throughout this journey. I can only imagine the whirlwind you've been in, preparing for this role and all the emotions that come with it. But I know you, you're going to knock it out of the park. I can imagine it's a different kind of challenge, but one that you're totally capable of handling. It also sounds like it's been an incredible experience for you. Did you have to do a lot of physical training or stunts for the role? They do, we all do! I'll make sure to pass on the message to the dragons, especially Caraxes and Syrax. They'll be thrilled to hear from you. It's based on a book so everything is pretty much out there! I don't know when they'll drop it, since that can change overnight like they changed Caught Stealing release date. But I know that if I can trust someone with the information, that'd be you.

You think so? That makes my heart happy, especially coming from you. Thank you. I am thankful that I've had a lot of supportive people in my corner through the whole process, basically helping me from not going mad and just shutting myself inside for a year or something. Obviously our show was massive, and changed my career. Supergirl was just something I had never experienced at all, especially having everything on my shoulders. Do the dragons miss me? Tell them that I say hi, yeah? Oh, now I am intrigued. I am going to be eagerly waiting for some news on this show, and as soon as you can give me all the details. Maybe even before you can? You know I am special, and you can trust me with the info.

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I didn't even read the source material, I started but I realized I'd take forever and I had to start getting the characterization for the role earlier than that. I watched the show and it got me hooked so it was episode after episode for me. They already made it and I think it's out there already! If they didn't want to be stuck with you forever they'd leave the band, right? I'm glad you're still going strong! I love a long lasting band. I play the role of a sex-addicted salesman, he's grappling with his wife's suicide and goes on a road trip with his young son. It touches on a few interesting topics.

did you end up going back and watching the OG show after being cast or was it straight to the books for you? they're making a live action how to train your dragon? huh, no shit. seems i've been living under a rock these days. fortunately, for the fans, we're not going anywhere. unfortunately, for the lads, that means they're stuck with me for life. say a prayer for them. what's the show about??

[mattrsmit]

Some remakes can be awesome, but when it's all you see, it gets old fast. Where's the innovation? Where's the risk-taking? I think audiences are craving something new, something that'll surprise them. I think audiences can tell when they're being fed the same old thing. Thank you for keeping it a secret, I'm not sure the folks at HBO would approve of their star getting cozy with Amazon Prime. I've been good! Been filming for a while, then managed to sneak off to Glasto with some friends and even went to the Oasis concert. What about you? How've you been?

which is something that i wish hollywood would realize. i feel like there's so many remakes out right now and hardly anything original, you know? it's so lame to see. look at you exposing yourself here! i promise that i'll keep my mouth shut and never let anyone know that you've got an active prime subscription going. i'm sure lots of people would be happy about it. on another note though, how have you been?

[mattrsmit]

What's the popular opinion, who has the best wigs, The Witcher or House of the Dragon? Because I've heard all sorts of things about ours, mostly how fake they look. Some people don't hold back! That said, there are some epic battles and deaths in this one, so you're definitely in for a treat. They get so protective of the product. It's kind of sweet, in a way. Projects, you mean? Other than work, I've been to Glasto and an Oasis concert, if that counts as exciting in your book! How about you? Anything new on the horizon? Anything you're excited about?

I mean it started with Witcher and then you came along with House of the Dragon and it was done. I know! I can't wait. I loved Game of thrones so this will be such treat AND a trip I feel like. Fantasy fans are wild, both TV, movie and especially book fans. Will do! But other than that, anything exciting going on?

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I've had my fair share of chaotic filming schedules, but soap operas? I don't know if I could do that. But, you know, I've always been fascinated by the world of soap operas. And the drama! I mean, I've had my fair share of dramatic roles, but soap operas take it to a whole new level. You've got to have nerves of steel to work on a soap opera. Yeah, they're the ones who get all the attention, all the treats, and all the belly rubs. It's amazing how much joy they bring to the set. Learning Spanish, eh? I've got a mate who's fluent, and it's amazing how it opens up a whole new world of literature and culture. Being bored is essential, it's like the brain's way of rebooting. Sometimes I find myself staring out the window for hours, just watching the clouds roll by. What kind of book do you think you'd want to write, if you had to guess?

Nah, it's not that bad, they don't work you so hard that it affects you. Some of the scenes are so short that it's like nothing. Trust me, if it would affect me in any single way, I would tell them we would need to slow down. Even you could do it. The dogs are always the stars; you are just their handler. French no, but I would love to learn spanish. I have to live more life to write a book. I feel like I would not write a good one right now. I love being bored.