Bitch, I might be

Shane Summer Fest | Week Three - Fun in the Sun

No parts of it extended beyond the lines, and the paper ticket was clearly displayed, impaled on a horn.

Bonus: quotes my friends, and I have said

3k, pg13

Jack notices exactly how much Robby needs to be touched. Then, he solves the problem.

the boys are both touch starved aaaa ;_;

It becomes a game to find a song Jack actually likes.

They never talk in person until one day Robby is studying in the quad, its a warm spring day and he's listening to music. Softly mouthing the lyrics as he flips between medical journals and messily scrawled notes.

Jack notices him. Can't stop looking at his floppy brown hair and dangling silver earring.

When he hears the song he's playing, he decides to saunters up to him.

"You should play this at the station. It's actually decent." Is how he introduces himself.

Robby looks up at him, baffled and a little offened and when he sees its the kid he's spent several semester staring at. Counting his freckles when he should be paying attention - dreaming one day to get the nerve to talk to him.

He's shocked to recognize his voice.

He says, crisp and certain. "Its not my fault you have shit taste in music."

Jack laughs, drops down next to Robby, and tells him to play good music for once.

being in the shower: there is no past and there is no future, there is just the here and now, i am alone but i am not lonely, i am calm and one with the universe, existence is sublime