oh gosh oh my i desperately need connor, jack, dylan, and mitch in the all star game, the return of the all star draft. the drama, the interactions. i need them all in a room, stuck for me to study like little bugs.
I wrote the sentence "All Scott can think of is that skinny kid with the scraped knees arriving home from summer spacecamp, his noodle arms full of freebies and one baby tooth missing from his megawatt grin." in a fic this morning anD