nursey-nursey-please:

headcanon that holster’s dad is like 5’4" and his mom is like 5’8" and no one knows how the fuck he got so big like what kind of goliath shit

(relative at his bar mitzvah: “what are you feeding that boy, judy?”

holsters mom: “i dont know carol all he does is drink coke and eat doritos and watch west side story eight times a day”)

abermb:

LISTEN bitty and holster are like the dynamic duo for being dramatic and petty. Sometimes holster will dramatically slam bitty’s door open and fling himself practically into bitty’s lap and be like “you’ll never GUESS what I just heard William Poindexter say” and bitty will literally shove his textbook and homework off the bed and gasp and be like “TELL ME”. And then they literally just spend three hours bitching and gossiping