also root and shaw are gay that is all thank you for your time

the other high school au
  • root’s the cool leather jacket lesbian and shaw’s the ap bio nerd
  • very cute, but very focused on school (she’s going to be a doctor) and very not interested in dating
  • root rides her cool gay motorcycle to school. she’s very Dramatic. she does theatre and she’s REAL good at it. everyone’s low-key in love with her
  • does shaw try out for theater bc root is going to be one of the leads in romeo and juliet?
  • root is romeo
  • shaw is staring anxiously at the sign up sheet
  • john stands next to her
  • “the closet you’ve gotten to acting in this play is the report you did on it freshman year”
  • “yeah, so?”
  • “you said it was anti-feminist garbage. you said it romanticized suicide. your rant took up two class periods”
  • “okay, first of,f it is and it does. but I could kiss root. root groves”
  • john is so done
  • he grabs the pen, signs the sheet for her
  • “john. you have to help me run lines. i’ll do you next three chem reports”
  • "five”
  • “four and you don’t mention a word of this to my mother”
  • “FIVE and I don’t mention it to you mother or the rest of our friends”
  • “…fine”
  • (somehow joss and harold and fusco are there opening night)
  • shaw doesn’t get juliet (something about her being too scowly for the director’s vision)
  • she’s cast as tybalt instead
  • but hey, she still gets rehearsals, which means time to hang with root
  • and they still have scenes together
  • she spends a lot of time glaring at whoever gets cast as juliet
  • spoilers: it’s martine
  • that’s the secret behind all the tension in their scenes
  • the director thinks it’s sexual
  • it’s actually pure unfettered rage
  • plus, root’s a really good actress
  • but root refuses to kiss her. absolutely refuses. martine’s not complaining. it’s the one thing they ever agree on–they figure out how to fake a really good stage not-kiss
  • root dips her. her hair covers their faces
  • they just glare at each other with their faces very close
  • shaw huffs. “she’s not even GOOD or anything”
  • john’s heard this speech about ten times a day
  • “she can’t even remember all her lines”
  • “i know, shaw”
  • “and she doesn’t even REALLY kiss root. root GROVES. what’s wrong with her”
  • (as if there’s another root running around the school)
  • “i know shaw”
  • “and another thing–”
  • root takes this time to walk by shaw and wave. “great job today, sam!”
  • shaw chokes
  • grabs john’s arm
  • trips over her backpack
  • john yelps. he gets dragged down with her
  • “john”
  • “shaw, please get off me"
  • “john she knows my name”
  • “shaw, please, people are staring”
  • “john. root groves knows my NAME”
  • he throws her off him
  • she just lays there. dumb smile on her face
  • “where was that smile when you were trying out for juliet, shaw?”
  • “shut the fuck up, martine”
  • okay but how about the day shaw’s walking backstage and runs into root rehearsing lines
  • root looks up, smiles
  • “you busy right now?”
  • shaw shakes her head
  • words are hard
  • “mind helping me run lines? it’s hard to sell some of this romantic garbage with /martine rousseau/ as a scene partner”
  • oh god
  • root groves wants her to read for juliet
  • shaw’s gonna die
  • oh dear sweet gay god
  • shaw sits across from her
  • root hands her the script
  • shaw doesn’t need it though. she just stares at root’s face.
  • root’s got her lines down pat–she’s good at EVERYTHING, it’s annoying–so she’s staring right back
  • jesus
  • those EYES
  • she’s never looked root in the eyes for so long
  • they’re so big and shiny and expressive
  • shaw forgets how much she hates this stupid play. root’s doing things with her eyes that are setting the butterflies in her stomach on fire
  • they’re like five lines away from the kiss
  • root’s looking at her like she’s never wanted anything else in her life
  • and THEN
  • the director calls the start of rehearsal
  • root leans back, and everything snaps back to normal
  • just root and shaw, not the star-crossed lovers
  • root smiles, pats shaw’s knee “thanks for the help. i think i’ve got it”
  • shaw’s like !!!!!!!!!!!!! she TOUCHED me ???????
  • then martine breaks a leg
  • literally
  • zoe morgan may or may not have arranged for such a thing to occur 
  • john, carter, harold and fusco may or may not have all chipped in to pay her
  • the director holds a cast meeting
  • breaks the news
  • says they’ll need to look for a fill-in
  • root’s like “how about sam?”
  • shaw’s gonna cry
  • everyone’s like oh god no. the director’s skeptical
  • root’s like “she’s got it, trust me. we’ve worked together before”
  • winks at shaw
  • all that talent, all that game, and she still can’t wink
  • “trust me! we’ll run a scene together, you’ll see”
  • they run a scene. shaw can’t stop smiling. she’s so smitten
  • the director wonders where the scary grumpy girl went
  • “im glad miss groves has been able to help you reach your true acting potential, sameen!”
  • shaw grimaces. “yep. acting”
  • the director doesn’t want to keep it a period piece. it’s gotta be modern
  • so root’s in a goddamn tuxedo for half the play and her signature leather jacket for the rest
  • leonardo dicaprio style
  • she also tries to ride the motorcycle onstage, but the director vetoes it immediately
  • shaw’s rocking the little black dress
  • then there’s the kiss
  • they never get to rehearse it
  • with martine setting everything back the rehearsal schedule gets weird and they just never get to it. the director assures them it’ll be fine, these things come naturally
  • so it’s opening night
  • the scene is coming
  • but like
  • they get too into it. they forget to stop
  • they just legit make out for like 20 minutes
  • dead silence
  • they finish the scene
  • the play ends
  • thunderous applause
  • everyone’s looking for them. the director’s trying to take a cast picture
  • shaw has barricaded the dressing room closed and is furiously making out with root
  • root pulls back, panting. “hey, this weekend, would you want to–”
  • “yes.” shaw pulls her back for more sloppy makeouts
  • root pulls back again. “you don’t even know what i–”
  • “don’t care. yes”
  • root’s smirking through the kiss
  • shaw is making her way to second base when the door starts rattling
  • root pulls away again. “unless you want an audience in about 30 seconds, you might want to get off my lap, sweetie”
  • shaw is very happily marking the shit out of root’s neck. “don’t care”
  • a voice from the hallway: “sameen?”
  • shaw freezes
  • “your mother might”
  • they try to make themselves presentable. they fail. shaw’s dress has an interesting tear where the slit is
  • root’s dress shirt has lipstick all over the collar
new neighbors au: get spoopy (pt. 1)

{start from the beginning]

  • first off root and harold are /trash/ for halloween
  • like fucking October 1st is Halloween 1st in their book
  • they deck out the house on Halloween 1st
  • inside and out
  • their house is the spoopiest on the block
  • they just love playing around with lights and trying out amateur holograms
  • their house is the house that little kids dare their friends to go ring on the door bell
  • mr and mrs finch also stock up on hella candy
  • like they hand out oversized candy bars
  • and giant suckers and jawbreakers and caramel apples
  • all the kids both fear and love their house
  • root never really got to celebrate Halloween when she was younger
  • even after the finch’s adopted her she still didn’t want to participate in it
  • she was terrified Brandon or her mom was hiding behind a mask
  • she didn’t want them to steal her away
  • it wasn’t until she was like 11 did she finally go trick-or-treating with harold, bear, john and carter
  • it changed her whole outlook
  • Halloween is the shit
  • root and harold are such great students that their parents let them stay home for Halloween every year
  • it’s not like one day is going to kill them
  • even harold doesn’t mind missing
  • they spend their whole day in their huge basement watching a shit ton of halloween faves
  • they literally start this shit at midnight
  • the official start to Halloween
  • they have an endless amount of snacks and drinks with them
  • also a mound of candy
  • bear is curled up next to them every year
  • they start off with all six Saw movies
  • they can recite that shit by heart
  • it’s like 8am when the door bell rings
  • the two finch kids don’t care
  • they popping in an all time fave
  • Scream
  • root is trash for all 4 movies
  • she ain’t moving
  • nothing can distract her from this movie
  • “are you fucking kidding me”
  • except sameen shaw
  • root ends up flinging her bowl of popcorn and spilling harold’s pop
  • shaw is standing at the top of the stairs
  • arms crossed
  • but still smirking
  • root will always be amusing to her
  • “I wait for you outside for fucking ever, just to find you hoard up in here like a hermit”
  • “it’s HALLOWEEN shaw”
  • “…and the sky is blue neighbor”
  • “no-no you don’t /understand/”
  • shaw doesn’t care for Halloween
  • she sees it as idiots dressing up and attending wild high school parties
  • although shaw does love seeing the little kids dressed up
  • shaw usually stays home and passes out candy with Sugar
  • Halloween is always a crazy night for shaw’s parents anyway
  • she hasn’t been trick-or-treating since she was like 8
  • her mom was just so busy and shaw didn’t see a point in getting candy when they had some at the house
  • so she really can’t understand root at this moment
  • “get your noodle ass up. we got school”
  • shaw is just so commanding and root is so weak
  • but it’s Halloween
  • “…no”
  • everyone’s eyebrows raise in shock
  • even bear looks surprised
  • root never says no to shaw
  • “neighbor, school is important. Halloween is not”
  • “it’s important to /me/ sameen”
  • it takes everything in root to return her attention to the tv
  • harold is shook
  • shaw is impressed
  • it’s about damn time root grows a pair
  • shaw leaves without a word
  • root bust out in gay tears
  • harold has never rolled his eyes so hard
  • “it’s not the end of the world-”
  • “she lef-left haRRY”
  • root is just a little baby gay in love
  • it hurt seeing shaw leave with that look of disappointment
  • let her cry
  • “Hallo-Halloween is canCELLED HARRY”
  • harold can’t with root’s gay dramatic bullshit
  • he rushes upstairs and calls shaw
  • she doesn’t answer
  • the only logical thing to do is to call her another…9 times
  • he’s about to call a 10th time when the front door bursts open
  • harold has never screamed so loud
  • it definitely doesn’t help that he’s been watching nothing but horror movies
  • “jesus harold I know I’m intimidating but that was excessive”
  • “well pardon me but sensible people just don’t go opening someone’s front door like that /sameen/”
  • shaw is decked out in her skeleton sweats and Buffy t-shirt with bags of snacks and candy
  • she’s even replaced her piercings with her glow-in-the-dark ones
  • sugar walks in with a ghost themed collar
  • they both look very spooky to harold
  • root dies a little seeing shaw and sugar walking down the stairs
  • “sameen-”
  • “figured you get to miss a day, it only seems fair I get to too”
  • root sees through shaw
  • root is thankful for sameen shaw
  • she kisses her cheek
  • harold can’t tell who turns more red
  • or who makes the biggest mess out of the chips
  • shaw’s brain went blank from root’s kiss
  • she accidentally threw her bag of chips
  • and in turn, root was spooked by shaw
  •  root knocked over the 3 bowls of chips on the table
  • bear and sugar aren’t complaining
  • harold can’t with their gay asses
  • they watch every classic horror movie and Halloween movie
  • from Psycho to fucking Halloween Town
  • root and harold love every minute of it
  • shaw low key enjoys root mouthing every line to Halloween Town
  • they finally finish at like 5
  • that’s when the real fun starts 
the er au (nsfw)

a collab with @gravelyhumerus

based on this iconic post

  • john reese walks in the er at like 11pm
  • “what’s the problem?” the nurse at the desk asks, flipping through a magazine. he doesn’t even look up. his nametag reads “fusco, lionel”
  • john grimaces. “there’s uh, no other way to put this. i…….have a vibrating dildo inside my ass”
  • nurse fusco doesn’t even bat an eye
  • “yeah, get in line, pal. second one tonight”
  • john has to fill out a lot of forms
  • Describe Your Injury: _________________
  • john: um
  • as he turns away from the desk a lanky brunette standing on the other side of the waiting room winks at him
  • john wonders if she’s the other one
  • (it’s root)
  • (of course she is)
  • john carefully selects a seat away from anyone else in the room (his bum is still vibrating)
  • it takes him two painful moments to realize that sitting is nOT an option
  • poor john… just lurking in the waiting room, standing stiffly
  • vibrating dildo stuck in his ass
  • we’ve all been there
  • he gets called (finally) into an examination room, and a doctor jocelyn carter gives him the once over, reads his chart. she doesn’t even react beyond a raised eyebrow
  • she’s seen a lot of things in her day, and this doesn’t even break the top 30 Most Memorable Shifts
  • “don’t worry, sir,” she tells him. “we’re just going to sedate you and then extract the….foreign object”
  • that’s what they’re calling it
  • the “foreign object”
  • nice
  • doctor carter just moves on to the next patient, sending john to get x rays
  • that’s where he meets doctor harold finch, the radiologist
  • he’s wearing a lab coat and big glasses and he gives john this smirk and oh boy john is in love
  • it doesn’t help that he can still hear the faint buzz of the dildo
  • a list of things radiologist harold finch has seen in his line of work: pennies stuck inside children’s noses, broken and fractured bones, a plastic toy car blocking an intestinal tract
  • a list of things radiologist harold finch has never seen: a vibrating dildo stuck in a man’s colon, five hours into its battery life
  • poor john. he’s trying so hard to keep a neutral expression but the poor dude is so Gay and embarrassed
  • flash backward two hours
  • john’s best friend, sameen shaw, is the one who bets that he can’t fit the whole thing
  • they have a horrible habit of being fiercely competitive and unable to refuse each others’ dares, which just turns into a revenge cycle of bad decisions
  • so john’s texting shaw throughout this ordeal, and she’s loSING it because she can’t believe this happened to him
  • actually she has no problem whatsoever believing it. this is exactly the kind of thing that would happen to john
  • it’s a story shaw tells at dinner parties for years
  • that’s how she starts her thanksgiving toast every year
  • “i dunno about you guys, but /im/ pretty thankful for not having a vibrating dildo stuck up my ass”
  • when she and root start dating (also having met in the er, several months later, in two unrelated incidents) and the gang meets her for the first time john’s like WAIT and root’s like HANG ON
  • “WERE YOU–”
  • “yeAH”
  • they high-five
  • shaw’s like “i know why HE did it but why did you?” and root’s like [shrug] “i got overzealous”
  • it’s a good bonding convo for john and root
  • harold, who’s there as john’s date, is like “this is the strangest situation i’ve been in ever in my life”
  • to get even, john dares shaw to drink a whole, previously unopened bottle of mustard in one sitting
  • guess where they end up
  • the er
  • lo and behold, doctor carter is there. shaking her head. nurse fusco fist bumps john
the holes au: part 1

content warnings: racism, homophobia, transphobia

  • so it’s the 1800s and texas and everything is super racist and also it’s illegal to be gay, much less trans
  • young, closeted gay trans woman shaw admires schoolteacher root from afar, being very conscious of her own race, thinking that even as a man root would never notice her
  • root, in her defense, was busy checking out some sweet hair ribbons
  • shaw was like twenty feet away
  • hiding behind a box. like a smitten loser
  • they don’t actually meet until a few months later when the classroom ceiling has a leak and she needs someone to repair it
  • shaw’s dad is the only carpenter in town
  • shaw’s parents know she’s trans, and they’re terrified for her
  • like shes already not white
  • they beg her to keep presenting as male, if only for her safety
  • “you can be who you are in the walls of this home, but be who they expect you to be out there”
  • but she sees root. and she cant lie to her. she cant be a boy around her
  • so when shaw’s dad sends her across the lake to fix the leak in the schoolhouse, shaw stops in the middle of the lake to change clothes in the boat
  • this is one of the few times she’s presented as herself in public
  • shaw’s staring down at her feet on her way to the schoolhouse, walking so fast she’s kicking up dust
  • doesnt look anyone in the eye. feels like everyones staring
  • (literally no one is paying attention)
  • she gets to the school house just as class is getting out. all the little kids stream past her, they all smile and wave as they pass bc they aren’t racist garbage (yet)
  • and then
  • THEN
  • this gay loser sees root
  • if she wasnt in love before she is now
  • root, this casual af lesbian, leaning against the doorframe of the schoolhouse, smiling at kids and wishing them a good rest of their day
  • she wears pants. it’s gay
  • the parents Do Not Approve but she’s the only teacher they’ve got
  • shaw’s just staring. she’s never seen a woman in pants.
  • those LEGS
  • jesus christ she’s going to pass out
  • “can i help you?” root asks
  • “um. i-uh-i heard you needed a little help? with the, uh, the leak”
  • root raises an eyebrow. “oh? from a little thing like you?”
  • shaw straightens her shoulders. she likes a girl with a little spark
  • that charming as fuck accent doesn’t hurt either. so /southern/
  • “i heard the roof was leaking, uh..ma'am?”
  • root laughs. “dont call me that, makes me feel old. the name’s root”
  • does shaw blurt out “i know” before she can stop herself?
  • yep
  • “i mean, i know of you. the only teacher in town. you’re, uh. you’re well-known. i’ve heard—i’ve heard of you, before.“
  • root just smirks a little. "dont hurt yourself, honey”
  • shaw spins around, grabs her shit, and climbs up on the goddamn roof.
  • grumbling the entire time
  • root calls up to her. “you gonna be alright up there in your dress? i’ve probably got a pair of pants you can borrow…”
  • “IM FINE”
  • shaw goes to work. tries very hard to ignore the fact that she can watch root through the hole in the roof
  • root glances up. catches her
  • winks
  • shaw nearly falls off the goddamn roof
  • “still doin’ alright up there?”
  • “doing just FINE. IM FINE”
  • root brings her a glass of water, after awhile. makes shaw take a break to get out of the sun
  • when shaw climbs down she rips her dress a little. she doesnt notice. root does
  • “oh, look what you’ve gone and done!”
  • “huh?”
  • “wait here, let me fix that for you”
  • “what?”
  • “oh, it’s just a little tear, wont take me but a second”
  • she makes shaw sit on a desk. root tells her all the town gossip while she sews
  • “and i told mr. finch–” “and then /john/ said–” “now /i’ve/ always said that–”
  • shaw doesn’t say anything. kinda goes into a daze, just listening to root talk
  • she’s all !!!!
  • finally root pats her leg gently. “all done!”
  • shaw gets up from the desk quickly. takes a few quick steps back. "uh, thanks, i guess”
  • “any time, sweetie!”
  • does she have to smile so much??  it makes shaw’s insides feel all twisty
  • “im just gonna go now.” shaw mumbles awkwardly. she grabs her gear and starts to head back to the boat.
  • “now hold on just a minute, we never discussed payment.“ root says, mischeviously bc shes a dick
  • (universal constant. she’s always a dick)
  • "its fINE. I’LL JUST BE GOING NOW”
  • shaw hightails it outta there
  • root bites her lip. grins. follows after her quietly.
  • shaw’s throwing things in the boat and swearing under her breath about pretty girls with stupid big brown eyes
  • “hey there, stranger”
  • shaw yelps and falls into the boat
  • “what the…you following me now?”
  • “it’s the strangest thing. you did all that hard work for me, and i don’t even know your name”
  • shaw gulps
  • “you know mine, it’s only fair, don’t you think? unless, of course, you’d rather me just call you sweetie for the rest of your life. up to you”
  • privately, shaw thinks that no, she wouldn’t mind that at all
  • “sam-sameen. sameen shaw”
  • “well it’s very nice to meet you, miss sameen shaw”
  • shaw kinda nods awkwardly
  • there’s a small pause where she tries to look everywhere but at root
  • “you know, sameen…”
  • shaw whips her head up
  • “the windows don’t open all the way anymore. and im sure me and the kids would like a nice breeze in the summertime…”
  • “…i can fix that”
the greaser au: introductions

content warning: alcohol mention

  • it’s the 50s and shaw’s never been the most traditional girl
  • if we’re even saying she’s a cis girl. which like. the 1950s didn’t really have that kind of terminology but lets not get too deep here we’re just here for the fluff
  • she’s an unholy terror as a kid it’s great
  • her dad’s ex military, he retired early with a good pension bc of a dramatic war injury or something
  • he also runs an auto mechanic shop on the side to keep busy
  • shaw’s mom wishes shaw would stay inside and focus on her studies or learn how to sew or whatever
  • shaw’s parents wish she would stop getting kicked out of class
  • her parents wish for a lot of things tbh
  • she’s not a /bad/ kid. just a little rough around the edges
  • she’s always getting into scraps in elementary school. middle school. high school
  • she’s usually sticking up for the little guy. but sometimes people just piss her off
  • her dad tries to keep her in the garage after school. keeps her busy and out of trouble
  • away from those others scamps: fusco, johnny, dani, and harper
  • shaw’s never been good at listening though
  • shaw’s 16 when root transfers into her school at the beginning of the year
  • let’s get something clear about the sameen shaw vibe
  • she wears her dad’s old combat boots to school. black jeans. black shirts with the sleeves ripped off. her leather jacket. always has a grease smudge somewhere
  • probably has a few secret tattoos that her parents don’t know about
  • her, johnny, fusco, and dani all ride to school together in john’s 1949 mercury (made extra smooth by shaw’s constant fiddling)
  • her own ride’s almost permanently in the shop bc she’s always trying to make it better
  • so they pull into school one day, half an hour late (as usual) because john had to fix his hair
  • they’re laughing and shoving each other around and generally having a good time
  • they go to the office to get late passes and then
  • THEN
  • shaw sees a new girl being led out of the office by harper, dani’s girl
  • hooooolyyyy shit
  • shaw nudges dani a little, “who’s the doll?”
  • “her? didn’t think she was your type, shaw.”
  • fusco: “yeah shaw, a prep like that’s just askin’ for trouble”
  • john: “ah, c'mon guys. trouble’s shaw’s middle name”
  • root chooses this time to glance over at the chatty group of hormones and leather
  • gives shaw a very deliberate once over. winks. walks away with harper
  • “that’s no prep” shaw says, a little taken aback, “she’s…she’s something else”
  • “you gone for her already, shaw?” dani grins
  • shaw’s flustered. “what, me? no way. just sayin’, is all”
  • shaw and root end up having math together. and if root hadn’t grabbed her attention with her looks alone, her brains definitely woulda done the trick. the girl’s smart as hell
  • "she’s gotta be a human adding machine or something.” shaw says, completely serious
  • “maybe she can help you improve your math grade, sameen” her mom says pointedly over dinner
  • shaw briefly thanks the lord. “you know, ma, that’s a pretty boss idea”
  • her friends are dying of laughter
  • “shaw. buddy. your math grade tanks because you spend all your free time under the hood of that clunker”
  • “you watch your damn mouth, fusco”
  • “and what time you don’t spend in the garage you spend at the record store” dani points out
  • shaw jams her hands in her pockets. "i dont need this, i’m gonna split"
  • “awwww c’mon shaw, we was just joshin’ ya!”
  • “get back over here casanova!”
  • shaw sighs. her friends are The Worst.
  • fusco: “yeah, it’s not like you wanna go steady with this chick, just a little back seat bingo….”
  • it’s after shaw brandishes her fist and warns him he’s cruisin’ for a bruisin’ that her friends all exchange glances. this might be more serious than they thought
  • john’s the one to speak up first. "shaw. sam. you don’t even know her /name/.”
  • shaw shrugs, pretends to be unaffected. “you sayin’ i cant talk to chicks?”
  • “not when you’re already soft for em, sam.” dani says with a grin.
  • “you guys can all get bent.” shaw grumbles
  • they grin innocently and ruffle her hair and pass a few beers around. all in all its a good night
  • the next day shaw goes to school in sunglasses because she’s a little hung over
  • she makes it to her math class. sits in her usual seat behind root. spends the entire class period thinking of cool way to ask root to tutor her after school. she doesn’t come up with anything
  • she’s hopeless
  • helplessly watches the bell ring
  • root turns around as the rest of the kids stand up and leave the classroom
  • “heard you were havin’ a little trouble in math, sugar”
  • shit. shaw’s too gay for this. tries to play it cool though
  • “what makes you say that, doll?”
  • “you dont strike me as ivy league”
  • “oh?”
  • “….and you haven’t turned in one assignment the entire time i’ve been here”
  • “well ain’t you just a regular detective"
  • “just observant” root smirks
  • shaw rolls her eyes. "i guess i could use a little help from a brain like you.“
  • "knew you’d see it my way, darlin’”
  • root winks. or tries to, at least. it’s more of a poorly coordinated blink
  • “you can pick me up after class tomorrow, stud”
  • shaw’s definitely too gay for this
  • shaw manages to stand and leave the classroom. walks robotically to her locker, located right next to john’s
  • she slams her books in her locker, swearing under her breath the entire time
  • “good talk with your girl?”
  • “not my girl” “stupid legs” “fucking math”
  • “that good, huh?“
  • shaw pauses. "fuck, johnny. i didn’t even get her /name/”
  • john’s dying. claps her on the back. “you’re on your own, shaw”“johnny. she wants me to pick her up tomorrow. /in my car/”
  • “so?”
  • “/the one nappin’ in my garage/.”
  • “oh”
  • she gives him a pleading look
  • “nuh-uh. don’t you give me those cow eyes, shaw”
  • “johnny. remember when i covered for you when you wanted to take finch to the drive in”
  • “shaw”
  • “and when you wanted to take him to the winter dance”
  • "c'mon….”
  • “we told your folks we went together. i wore a /dress/ johnny”
  • john sighs, defeated. “…fine, i’ll give you a hand”