The Origin of the Bittle-Zimmermann Cruel Jam Empire (Another Non-NHL!Jack fic)
CW: FOOD, mentions of real people
“Alright, so I got so stressed out about the exam I had today that I made a couple things of jam,” Bittle said as he swept into Jack’s apartment. He’d had his own key since Jack had gotten the place, and he abused that privilege on an almost daily basis. If it had been anyone else, Jack would have regretted living so close to campus.
“What’s ‘a couple?’” Jack asked without looking up from his laptop.
Bittle huffed and set a box down on Jack’s table with a small thud. “I plead the fifth,” he said, hand on his hip.