there is no way he got away with getting completely unmolested when he was walking around looking like this. chubby and pink and scarlet and gold and baby blue and sweaty and nervous and tender and soft and doe-eyed and cupid-mouthed and oh so trusting and trapped in a van with a lovesick flesh-starved hopelessly romantic sick-stricken creepy college boy who was absolutely obsessed with him inside and out he was MADE FOR CONSUMPTION he was thrown into the maw of a wolf and you REALLY THINK he didn’t lose his virginity at 12:01 am on the night he turned legal. lunchbox you are so full of sweet things and rot and decay and tooth-rotting adoration