A/N: This chapter was created from a prompt on Tumblr: 'Imagine your OC getting a snapchat and the app doesn't recognize that they have a face.' It was really fun to write. Enjoy!

Liam gazes on as his girlfriend laughs next to him, snapping pictures of the silly faces the various filters give her. He commits that sound, the image of her smiling so wide, so open, to memory.

"Come on," Ingrid signs to him, grabbing his wrist.

Liam rolls his eyes. "I don't wanna."

"Please?"

He shakes his head again, running a hand over his face and through his beard.

Ingrid asks again, grabbing his arm and his serious façade fades, and he lets her pull him towards her. She holds her phone out in front of them, pressing on the screen to get it to recognize their faces. After a minute of trying, she lets her arm down.

"That's weird," she remarks, looking at him, brow furrowed. "It was working a second ago."

"Maybe it doesn't like me," Liam says, pointing to her phone.

"No, it's just being weird, let's try again."

"Fine. One more try, but then we are getting food because I'm starving."

"Okay," Ingrid complies.

They try again to get the popular app to recognize their faces, but once again: it doesn't work.

"Ugh!" Ingrid groans in frustration, slamming her phone onto the couch cushion next to her, stalking off to get cleaned up so they can get dinner.

"See? I told you it didn't like me!" Liam calls after her as her bedroom door closes loudly.

Curious, Liam picks up the still unlocked phone and tries the app again. He can see himself in the camera, and the notification Ingrid gets from her friend Becca, but when he taps the screen to get the filters to come up, nothing happens.

He tries again, getting frustrated.

Nothing.

One more try and still nothing.

"This thing is defective!" he shouts.

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Two weeks later, he and Ingrid are at a family dinner at her parent's house. They were all hanging out on the back patio, waiting for dinner to finish cooking, watching Ingrid's younger nephew try and fail to kick a ball around the grass. His elder brother cheers him on, and everyone claps and cheers for the toddler when he finally scores a 'goal' on his brother.

Liam gets up to play with the boys for a bit and even shows off for them by bouncing the ball on different parts of his body, getting the most laughs when the ball bounces off his bum. After a while, the boys tire of the game and run off to play something else, and Liam returns to his chair, scratching his beard and takes a long swig from his beer.

Ingrid is sitting across from him, playing on Snapchat with her niece, Jayden. The girl laughs at the way her face transforms, and he can tell which filter they are using when she stick out her tongue.

"Liam! Come make faces!" the six-year-old coaxes him.

"No, that's okay," he politely refuses.

"Please." She tries again.

"Come on, baby," Ingrid tries as well.

"Fine," Liam agrees, pushing his chair back and rounding the table to them.

"Do the puppy one again!" Jayden cheers, requesting her favorite filter.

"Okay, get close," Ingrid says, drawing Liam closer with a hand around his hips. She sets the filter up and it immediately recognizes the two girls faces, and Jayden starts sticking out her tongue. "Hold on," Ingrid says, trying to move the phone so it recognizes Liam as well.

"This thing hates me," Liam says, realizing that his face still hasn't changed.

"No, it doesn't! My phone is just dumb," Ingrid excuses.

"No, it hates me," Liam starts, standing and laying a hand on Jayden's head. "Sorry, honey. It's not working for me."

"Oh," Jayden sighs. "Next time?"

"Yeah, we'll try again next time," he smiles and returns to his chair right as dinner is finished.

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They are out for drinks with friends, a group of twelve all gathered around two tables pushed together at their favorite bar. An underground place with exposed brick and pipes, an air hockey table and a foosball table, and old arcade game machines for everyone to play on and a stage at one end for Wednesday night karaoke; the drinks and food are good, and the atmosphere is relaxed and fun and classy, just what they like.

Two drinks in and everyone is starting to get really silly. Ingrid and her best friend Becca are battling it out in Pac-Man, and the boys are standing watch, ready to play the winner.

"Liam! Take a snap of this! I'm gonna win!" Grid cheers. Liam reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone, swiping on the screen to unlock it. He opens the app and videos his girlfriend's winning moves. "Boom! Eat it," Grid jeers at her friend, teasing and gloating a bit.

Everyone laughs and Becca's girlfriend, Ellie, goes off to get another round of drinks.

With Ingrid's phone still in his hands, Liam tries seeing if those stupid filters would finally recognize his face. He taps on the screen, and much to his surprise, it recognized his face! The filters show up and Liam has to try not to drop the phone.

"Cody! Come here," he calls over his friend, and their designated driver for the night. "I'm not seeing things right? This this is showing up on my face, right?" He really hasn't had that much to drink tonight; he's not seeing things yet.

Cody, the sober one of their group, laughs at his friend. "No, bro, it's working," he nods. "Why?"

"Ha!" Liam laughs out loud, surprised and excited it finally worked. "Babe! Babe, look at this, it finally worked!" He comes up behind his girlfriend and holds the phone in front of them and sure enough, it recognizes both of their faces. "It works!"

"It works!" Ingrid cheers with him, giggling. "I told you it would."

"But why now? I haven't done anything," Liam asks, his brow furrowing.

"I don't know," Ingrid shrugs, rubbing her boyfriend's freshly shaved face. And it dawns on her like a bomb being dropped in a cartoon, sound effects, and everything. "Babe! It's your beard!"

"What?" What did his facial hair have to do with anything?

"You beard! You had a full beard the last few times we tried it and it didn't work. And when you shaved today, it finally recognized your face! It was your beard!"

He thinks about it for a second, remembering all the other failed attempts at getting the Snapchat filters on his face, and he realized Ingrid is right. "Holy shit," he says. "That's what the problem was? This stupid thing didn't like my beard!" He waves the phone around. "Oh my god!"

Ingrid is doubled over laughing at him and Becca and Cody are asking her for answers to their questions, but every time she tried to answer them she just falls back into fits of laughter.

"What happened?" Ellie asks, a tray of drinks in her hand.

"Liam tried to use Snapchat and he couldn't and-" Ingrid starts, laughing again.

Eventually, amid her laughter, Grid gets the full story out and everyone is laughing too.

Except for Liam, who is left standing there, embarrassed and angry that a stupid phone app wouldn't work because of his freaking facial hair!