"bless his heart"

literally have you EVER seen two people less responsible with blowtorches I love them but I do NOT trust them

Holster: can I use this?

Bitty: sure! just remember not to point it away from what you’re torching

Holster: *immediately points it at the ceiling*

Bitty: :|

Holster: hey uh Rans

felt a whole lot like this moment

and just poor jack in his head going “Fuck, this is big time, what do I call him…… oh wait, I probably shouldn’t name him should I? Oh good, oh good, dodged that bullet.” 

Bitty: gag*

Bitty: gai**

Shitty: That’s okay, take your time.

finally one of them plucks up the courage to ask him and is like “um, Bitty? is it true you’re dating Jack Zimmermann?”

Dex: oh sure.

Nursey, forgetting how to breathe: yeah? Who?

Dex: well, Jack, obviously. That ass? Those cheekbones.

Nursey: That all?

Dex: And Ransom. So smart. And those cheekbones. I think I might have a thing for cheekbones.

Nursey, resisting the urge to rub his cheekbones but barely: just those two, huh?

Dex: watching Chowder do the splits will probably always do something for me.

Nursey, about to vibrate out of his skin: yeah. That’s fair.

Dex: Ollie and Wicks. It’s nice to not be the only competent one around. They’re cool. But I can’t even really think of them separate.

Nursey: yeah, I can understand competency kinks.

Dex: Johnson. Only met him once, but he was really hot.

Nursey: wait, who?

Dex: And Bitty of course. Tango, Whiskey, Stenny, Holly.