A/N: I’m literally so mad??? This story wasn’t even planned, I told myself I was just going to write a quick drabble collection to indicate the passage of time between Shanghai Knights and my next story and what do I do??? Write the longest story I have so far?? Introduce two new characters??? I hope ya’ll enjoy this as much as I do
Summary: Peter can mark the passage of time by how his love fades and blooms for you.
Word Count: 6,169
When Peter enters Midtown the Monday after prom, his frown
etches deeper into his face.
Banners are being taken down by students as football jocks
try to rip through it. There’s glitter on the floor and little staples with
bright colored construction paper all around the lockers. The loud buzzing
chatter is at a halting decrescendo, everyone subdued as Prom had come and
Peter keeps his head down, unable to look at the faces that
aren’t yours. He hears your name though, and it pauses him just enough to get
his shoulder slammed into as a few upperclassmen shove by. Peter shakes his
head, clutching his books tighter, knuckles growing white.
is this chabad in the d’s sukkah? They’ve done a shipping container sukkah for the last year or two. recognized it before i even saw the caption :)
Yep, sure is!
It was actually really funny…
We had been at the Michigan Brewers’ Guild Festival at Eastern Market (i.e. not fully sober) and were walking to our friend’s house in Midtown, when I spot a large bouncy castle out on somebody’s lawn. I initially assume it’s a little kid’s birthday party or something, but then we get closer and I see the bouncy castle is full of grown Ortho guys, and I’m just like “Wait, WHAT?” and then suddenly I noticed the shipping container next to us is a Sukkah and finally I start to realise “Oh, this is a Chabad house.”
Of course, now I’m dying to know: If Chabadniks were in a bouncy castle well before sundown on a Saturday, does that mean somebody just left it running overnight? Because that seems like an awfully long time for a bouncy castle to be plugged in…
Shooting in Midtown, Manhattan, getting soaked in the pouring rain. This kind of mood is something I’ve been trying to capture for a long time now, I spent about an hour out in the water and shot frames until my camera died.