Just like last night’s episode, I love how he always dashes/sprints in the same frantic way whenever he thinks any harm might come to Annie, it’s just such a visceral reaction, and he is always the first to react like he’s so aware of her all the time.
And dragging her away from that custodian, idk, felt like such a boyfriend-y thing to do (usually reserved for the romantic leads, see Jess/Nick, for example,heh). Like he’s not really ‘saving her’ (let’s face it it’s the custodian that needed saving,lol) but he is looking out for her as in stopping her from going too far and getting hurt in the process. He also glances back at her as he walks away to make sure she is calm and ok. Idek, such little casual caring things really get to me. Seriously they could be actual couple and practically nothing would have to change on the show. It would not be jumping the shark, just natural progression of things.
Jeff x Annie Appreciation Week 2016 ♥︎ Day 2: Favorite AU, from the show or another universe/AU fic
“Moving in together would be easy, you already live in the same building,” Troy said. “Oh! Or you could put in a fireman’s pole between your apartments! That way you both have your own space but you’re sharing it at the same time, and you get to use a fireman’s pole whenever you want. If you put it between your bedrooms, whenever you want to have sexytimes, bam!”
it lets him keep relatively on top of the news without having to read any long, boring articles, and he never misses a meme or funnyordie video.
when annie found his account and subsequently followed him, he followed her back… for about a week. that unfollow earned him several days of the cold shoulder from her, but it was worth it. her tweeting style was a disaster.
she syncs all of her accounts! anything she posts on facebook, instagram, foursquare, periscope, and, hell, even myfitnesspal, is duplicated on her twitter page. it clogs up his feed, and he doesn’t understand why she expects people to view the same content twice.
“i write original, twitter-exclusive tweets, too!” she says, when explains his reasoning to her.
“sorry, but i have a system – i follow just the right amount of people so that i can catch up on everyone’s tweets while i sit at red lights on the drive to school,” he says. “when i followed you, i didn’t even get halfway. and my thumb cramped up.”
he never follows her back. sure, when she moves to DC he starts checking her page once in a while just to make sure he doesn’t miss anything, but he maintains that syncing accounts was ridiculous. the epitome of millennial oversharing.
so, no one is more surprised than jeff when one morning in august he finds himself sitting in the back of a taxi and syncing all of his accounts.
his heart is racing, a little, and his palms are sweaty, so he asks the driver to turn up the AC. he’s finally managed it – linking his facebook, instagram, and twitter – as the cab comes to a stop. it’s probably overkill to post the same thing on all three sites, but he needs to make sure she doesn’t miss this.
he waits until he’s gone through security and is sitting at the gate, with his new burberry duffel at his feet. then he holds up his boarding pass and snaps a photo. it’s perfect – you can see planes out the window in the background – and his travel destination on the ticket is clear as day.
DEN → DCA
they’re calling his boarding group when he hits post.