EVERYBODY PANTS NOW

Because the LJ community is not enough for some reason? Whatever.
Craponaspatula on LJ. Andie everywhere else.

ballroompink asked: On Friday evenings when Leslie and Ben would talk over the phone, she would get waffles and head to Ramsett Park and sit in a metal bench swing and watch the sunset. He would call from one of the historic landmarks abundant in D.C. He would make her guess which one he was at that night. She could ask 20 questions, and she usually only needed 3 or 4. He sometimes carried a piece of chalk and drew a heart on the sidewalk and put B.W. + L.K. inside of it. OK, he did this every single time.

I don’t even know what to do with myself or where to begin, I love this so much.

stillscape asked: He didn't tell Leslie when he joined the Model UN club during the spring of his freshman year, even though he knew she'd be interested, since he was currently holding a nine-page letter describing Leslie's own first conference (resolutions attached as an addendum). He wasn't really sure why not, except for that thing where he was actively getting over her, and that other thing where he wanted to show up at some regional conference somewhere and surprise her/kiss her/kick her ass at it.

Squeee!  I got a Dear Friend one with tiny nerdy lovesick Ben!