jack “let me bang on bittle’s door to tell him about practice tomorrow as an excuse to show him the photos i took today” zimmermann
jack “why is bittle under the table idk but while he’s there maybe he wants to look at my photographs??” zimmermann
jack “let me jump over a fucking snowbank to ask bittle to coffee and oh maybe he wants to see the new photos I took oh wow I just spilled his drink all over his sweatshirt” zimmermann
just??? my sweet canadian ding dong of a son is so eager to share his photography with bitty (aka essentially trusting bitty with his soft and vulnerable and artistic side) and???? what gets me is that he probably didn’t even know WHY he just knew it felt right and i’m???????